Slow and steady she plods along,
The tortoise, making little progress
Passed in the dust by the speedy hare
Rushing, full speed into the unknown
Then a race is declared between them
"I will win," the hare proudly proclaims
The slow and steady tortoise quietly accepts
And is left behind at the word "Go"
Later the restless hare tires, stops to nap
Along the way. He sleeps soundly
While the ever moving tortoise plods by
And wins the race by enduring to the end
The journey is conquered not by speed
But by steadiness and focus on the goal