Sonnet: Patience Rewards

Have patience, Man, Woman-success is nigh; 'Tis time, defeat is vanquished, forever; No more can failures make us slowly die; The God of love, forsakes us not, Never. Our labor's fruits have grown big and are ripe; 'Tis time to harvest and enjoy them now; Our forehead's sweat, no more, we need to wipe; Let’s genuflect, thank God while our heads bow. Who says this world is full of only woes? A lazy man can't reap success in life; Postponement, hopelessness are our main foes; Our earthly-life has challenges and strife. As every storm and gale in life must end; More patience pays us richer dividend.