lauantai 17. syyskuuta 2011

A Poem

Viisi vuotta sitten syöpään kuolleen Vaarini jälkeen jääneistä papereista löytyi lukuisia kopioita alla olevasta runosta. Tämä on ollut hänelle tärkeä.

Otin kopion itselleni muistoksi. Törmäsin siihen äsken siivotessani. Valokopion musta on tarttunut taitetulla arkilla yhteen ja teksti on mennyt tuhruiseksi. Täällä se on tallessa.

Toivon, että tästä saa voimaa joku, jolla elämässään on vaikea jakso menossa. Minut tämä runo saa aina liikutuksen valtaan.

Don't Quit

Contributed by Paulina Madeam

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and 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 fellow 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 came 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 afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit-
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.

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