Once there was a little girl living in a village <br />She wanted to find out what her future would reveal <br />So she wondered to whom should she ask her future <br />Finally got the idea that it must be her star <br /> <br />So one starry night she climbed up a steep hill <br />To become closer to the stars so that she could hail <br />On reaching the top of the hill she cried out aloud <br />'Oh, my star, please tell what future holds for me now.' <br /> <br />On hearing the words a little star shone brightly <br />And with a smile it replied to the girl sweetly <br />'My girl don't worry about your future too much' <br />'For it is your own hands in which the future is grasped.'<br /><br />Han Min Ohn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-future-is-in-your-hand/
