Believe This

Believe This
Poet: Wilhelmina Stitch

You're winning. You simply cannot fail.
The only obstacle is doubt;
There's not a hill you cannot scale
Once fear is put to rout.

Don't think defeat, don't talk defeat,
The word will rob you of your strength.
"I will succeed," This phrase repeat
Throughout the journey's length.

The minute that "I can't is said -
You slam a door right in your face.
Why not exclaim, "I will" instead?
Half won then is the race.

You close the door to your success
By entertaining one small fear.
Think happiness, talk happiness,
Watch joy then coming near.

The word "impossible" is black.
"I can" is like a flame of gold.
No whining, heart! Eyes! look not back;
Be strong, O Will! and bold.

You're winning, though the journey's slow;
You're gaining steadily each day.
O Courage! what a warmth and glow
You shed along your way.