Many many years ago mom bought this great poem: “Don’t quit”, she hung it on a wall in our home where all of us can see over and over again.

This poem never fails to cheer me up. Whenever I’m really close to giving up, this poem gave me back hope. In my latest visit, I saw it again, read it again, and remembered all the hard times I’ve been through, all the difficulties I’ve faced and all the great feelings I had every time I defeated failure.

I even wanted to take a pic of it… yes, I love it that much.
Today, and while surfing I came across it, and thought it’s a guaranteed way to give you the perfect dose of strength to keep on going in case you were feeling really down.

Thank you mom…

DON’T QUIT
by Edgar A. Guest

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 everyone 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 of the clouds of doubt,
and when you never can tell how close you are,
it may be near when it seems afar;
so stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit – it’s when things seem worst,
you must not quit.