I ran across this poem the other day. It seems that the poet is unknown as is the title.
I thought it would be good to share with you.
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 failure 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 slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.
I was talking to a friend last night. She was telling me that she had gone to the gym that day. She was determined to start out right. She then said that she knew she would "fall off" but that then she would just start again. She is right. At least she knows that she will then go back again. One the the things that the "professionals" say is that you should plan for failure with your goals. Know that you may encounter problems and decide how you will deal with them. We all slip - we just all need to start again.
You must not quit.
Thanks for reading!