I heard this poem many years ago, and it stuck in my head. When the topic of success comes up, I will often quote it. The reaction I get from most is rather emotional. It touches on a truth that is often buried and ignored. Perhaps because so many realize in these words that they themselves have been failures, or they have had their priorities all wrong. Either way, I consider this poem to be the standard by which I judge my own success. I don’t know who wrote it, so I cannot say where it came from.
You can use most any measure when speaking of success
You can measure in a fancy home, expensive car, or dress
But the real success in life that matters is one you cannot spend
It’s the way your child describes you when talking to a friend.
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