Wednesday, January 16, 2013
My brother, with whom I communicate primarily via FaceBook posts and occasional phone calls, posted this today on his FB Status. We both recall that this little poem was stuck on the wall over our mother's desk in the kitchen of our family home. She relied on it her entire adult life and shared it with many friends who were going through rough times.
I do NOT know its origin or author but it rings so very true, I had to post it!
"When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit-
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a fellow turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor's cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out -
The silver tint in the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It might be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit."
Today I posted on a new member's blog that she should never, ever quit. Maybe this feeling came to me through Mom!
If you happen to know the author, please let me know so I can cite it appropriately!