Pygmalion
I look for things more often, when they are ones I cannot see, I know they were, because they are so clear in my mind, And once visible, my mind refuses to merely let them be, It pushes me to
Pollyanna
When you are faced with odds of insurmountable strength, It is all right, to not see the mission through to its full length, Will you forgo the applause, just to pull down the curtain, Or push forward until the goal