Kameron Butler

Some say the answer to success is:

◦ Fame

◦ Fortune

To me, success is:

◦ Setting reachable goals Achieving those goals

o Finding happiness in the small things

Success –by Robert William Service

You ask me what I call Success – Pt. 1It is, I wonder, Happiness?

It is not wealth, it is not fame,Nor rank, nor power nor honoured name.It is not triumph in the Arts –Best-selling books or leading parts.It is not plaudits of the crowd,The flame of flags, processions proud.The panegyrics of the Pressare but the mirage of Success.You may have all of them, my friend,Yet be a failure in the end.

Media depicts success as social status and popularity

Success is not just the cheering of the crowd, rather my own self support

I've know proud Presidents of banks Pt. 2

Who've fought their way up from the ranks,

And party leaders of renownWho played as boys in Shantytown.Strong, self-made men, yet seek to traceBenignity in any face;Grim purpose, mastery maybe,Yet never sweet serenity;Never contentment, thoughts that bless –That mellow joy I deem Success.

When you focus on a single goal, you lose sight of

reality.

The haply seek some humble hearth, Pt. 3

Quite poor in goods yet rich in mirth,And see a man of common clayWatching his little ones at play;A laughing fellow full of cheer,Health, strength and faith that mocks at

fear;Who for his happiness reliesOn joys he lights in other eyes;He loves his home and envies none. . . .Who happier beneath the sun?

Aye, though he walk in lowly ways,Shining Success has crowned his days.

Why not seek

happiness in the

small joys of life? That is success

With eyes clinched shut, arms stretched out Pt. 1

Reaching into the blue, they reach for something new

A dream out of reach, hidden among the clouds

Bright and promising at first glanceA hidden opportunity, never meant to be foundAlthough to them it seems the only chance

Reaching for the stars, until they lose sightForgetting their purpose from which they beganThey are left, lost in the blackness of nightEyes set on one goal, but now trapped within

• I see others reaching for the extreme goals in life, often venturing blindly forwards

• When distracted by a single goal, one loses perspective on other important goals

They strive for the impossible Pt. 2

They expect to be crowned a kingIn the end they fall down, humbleLeft with less than they had in the beginning

They don’t realize what lies beforeThey don’t realize what they could have hadThey don’t realize the little things that waited at the

doorThey don’t realize the success that was passed

They don’t see the small things that allow them to live successfully

They don’t see the small things, the things that I see

In the end, one’s high

expectations lead to brutal

disappointment