'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the town,
Not a creature was stirring, no sign of a frown.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that success soon would be there.
The dreamers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of triumph danced in their heads.
With challenges faced and setbacks endured,
They held onto hope, their spirits assured.
The journey was tough, a relentless climb,
But they knew in their hearts, it was just a matter of time.
For success wasn't granted to those who gave in,
It was earned by the fighters, determined to win.
The moon cast its glow on the quiet, still night,
As the dreamers arose, ready to take flight.
They'd stumbled and fallen, faced doubts and despair,
Yet, the fire within them refused to disappear.
In the silence of the night, a message was clear,
Never give up, for your time is near.
Success is a journey, not a destination,
A tale of persistence and unwavering dedication.
The stars overhead twinkled with cosmic delight,
Each telling a story of a dreamer's fight.
They whispered, "Embrace the challenges, rise above,
For success is a testament to the strength of self-love."
As the clock ticked away, marking the hour,
The dreamers found courage, like a delicate flower.
They watered their dreams with sweat and with tears,
Nourishing resilience to conquer their fears.
Twas the night before success, a story so true,
Of resilience, faith, and breakthrough.
For those who persevere, there's magic in store,
A symphony of triumph, a resounding encore.
So, dear dreamer, when the journey seems tough,
Remember this night, when the road was rough.
Success is yours, just keep pushing through,
Twas the night before triumph, and it's coming for you.
Merry Christmas, Enjoy the Holidays, Stay Relentless,