Five feet of snow buried these daffodil stems.
A week later, after much snow melting, they're back. One stem is bent; it might not survive. The rest should bloom in March.
Human beings are like those daffodils. They experience disappointments and hard knocks.
Some people can't hack this pressure. Their outlooks wither. They don't contribute anything worthwhile to the progress of mankind. The sum of their lives are mere statistics--a birth record, a citizenship identification number, and a death record.
Other people carry on through suffering. Their lives contribute to humanity. Like most daffodil stems that crack the soil, these people blossom.
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