A careful man I want to be, A little fellow follows me, I dare not go astray, For fear he will go the self-same way. I can't once escape his eyes, Whatever he sees me do, he tries, Like ME he says he's going to be, The little chap who follows me. I must remember as I go, Through summer suns and winter snows, I am building for the years to be, THE LITTLE CHAP WHO FOLLOWS ME.
To laugh often and love much, To win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children, To earn the approval of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends, To appreciate beauty and to find the best in others, To give of one's self without the slightest thought of return, To have accomplished a task, whether a rescued soul or a redeemed social condition, To have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exaltation, To know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived, "This Is To Have Succeeded"