Rest, if you must but don't quit.

Today I am going for the first time to drive in the evening with all that traffic to get to the Institute. If it wasn't  that I love to teach the young adults so much I could have asked someone else to teach the class for me because I am terrified of driving but I need to be brave. Being brave is exactly what I teach my students so I must be one too.  This poem by Kirsten Marie Jensen  is one that came to mind today. Enjoy!

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.