It Couldn't Be Done
(Just another poem, in hopes to inspire some of you. The poem is by Edgar A. Guest.)
Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But she with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't", but she would be one
Who wouldn't say so till she tried.
So she buckled right in with a trace of a grin
On her face. If she worried she hid it.
She started to sing as she tackled the thing,
That couldn't be done and she did it.
Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that:
At least no one ever has done it";
But she took off her coat and she took off her hat,
And the first thing we knew she'd begun it.
With a lift of her chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
She started to sing as she tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and she did it.
There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin
Just take off your coat and go to it.
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That "cannot be done", and you'll do it!
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You will succeed as long as you NEVER give up!
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What a great poem! I Really like it! Thank you for sharing the poem and bringing a
smile to my face! :)
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Thanks for the encouragement, cmjwood.
You are welcome! Glad you liked it.