When everyone thought it was over; the life of survivor

This man has no money, he has no family and on top of it all he is ugly, he cant marry, that was the rumor
little was known that with patience, in the near future those rumors would be remembered as a form of humor
Such was the life of the man who would thrive to bring fourth the man upon whom legends would be told
Sometimes the uncertainties of tomorrow ironically is the reason life is worth living, we have to be bold

What everyone failed to see was that even though he had no money , family or looks, he had something far greater; passion.
My grand mama once told me that the fact that the farmer comes home dirty does not mean he has no taste for fashion.
There are many tales told that suggested to me that I was responsible for what ever happens to me.
So I often wondered if everything was really up to me or sometimes it is just completely the work of He.

He continued believing in what he was doing but every other person only found him a clown, what could one make selling dead wood
Then came that day, the day of luck, the day of turn of tables, or say the day of his test, the day that justified that it is great to be good.
Then I remembered tales from the fireside that portrayed that the woes of today may be the fire stones of tomorrow's success.
My mom always sung her song that if the lack of anything doesn't kill the light within your heart, tomorrow you'l swim in its excess.

Three strangers bought his wood, paid him and he failed to count the money before deploying the wood to their summer hat.
He rode his bicycle for several miles back after he found out they had paid him a dollar more than he was due, such a man of a big heart.
So it is true our old men tells us that the housefly that can't be patient in anticipation of the dropping feces is the same fly that gets crashed, mystery.
The love of money is not evil but when that makes one willing to do anything by hook or crook in its pursuit it may be self inflicted misery.

But that is it about success, when it's time it comes, it has no rules and it knocks not.
It was what branded him to later on become the father of the son of a great lot.
From this tale the wise men told us that we can't stop trying for we know not of tomorrow.
It's from experiences like this we learn when there is still no closure to our bone marrow.