Thursday, October 6, 2011

"It Couldn't Be Done"

Last night on my way home from the DC Hearts The Arts Event I met and old man who recited this poem to me and I just had to share it with you ladies.


Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But, he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one
Who wouldn't say so til he'd tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
on his face. If he worried he hid it
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
that couldn't be done, and he did it.

Somebody scoffed; "Oh, you'll never do that,
at least no one has done it";
But he took off his coat and took off his hat
and the first thing we knew he'd begun it,
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
that couldn't be done, and he 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 it 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 "couldn't be done," and you'll do it!


-Edgar A. Guest

4 comments:

Victoria said...

very empowering!

MsStarStyles said...

I know right! ;) I love this poem!

Lorraine said...

Cute outfit!! Love those red pants. Nice poem :) Go girl!

xoxo,
Ashley
asassywoman.com

MsStarStyles said...

Thanks Lorraine ;)The pants were a great thrift store find!