(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967 / Missouri)

Mother To Son

Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So, boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps.
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now—
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.

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I remember memorizing this poem for school in 3rd grade. I can still recite it.
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Challenges of life but never give up. Beautiful
why is ''life for me ain't been no crystal stair'' repeated in this poem
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