I enjoy poetry – particularly when I need to shift my thinking or do a reset. Someone sent me this poem during my adoption process which was a four-year-long adventure, one that did not look like it was going to work out happily like it did in the end. I share it with you to inspire your resilience!
Never give up, there are chances and changes, Helping the hopeful, a hundred to one; And, through the chaos, High Wisdom arranges Ever success, if you’ll only hold on.
Never give up; for the wisest is boldest, Knowing that Providence mingles the cup, And of all maxims, the best, as the oldest, Is the stern watchword of ‘Never give up!’”
Be firm; one constant element of luck Is genuine, solid, old Teutonich pluck. Stick to your aim; the mongrel’s hold will slip, But only crowbars loose the bull-dog’s grip; Small though he looks, the jaw that never yields Drags down the bellowing monarch of the fields!
Forward this to someone today who needs it!