THE NEVER WAVERING - by Edgar A. Guest

THE  NEVER  WAVERING by Edgar A. Guest The easy roads are crowdedAnd the level roads are jammed;The pleasant little riversWith the drifting folks are crammed. But off yonder where it's rocky,Where you get a better view,You will find the ranks are thinningAnd the travelers are few. Where the going's smooth and pleasantYou will always find the throng,For the many, more's the pity,Seem to like to drift along. But the steeps that call for courage,And the task that's hard to doIn the end result in gloryFor the never-wavering few.