This is a poem Michele found in a book given to her grandfather in the 1930’s. I loved it, so I thought I’d pass it along.
“Think”
If you think you are beaten, you are,
If you think you dare not, you don’t.
If you’d like to win, but you think you can’t,
It’s almost a cinch that you won’t.
If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost,
For out of the world we find
Success begins with a fellow’s will,
It’s all in the state of mind.
If you think you’re outclassed, you are,
You’ve got to think high to rise,
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.
Life’s battle doesn’t always go
To the swifter or faster man,
But sooner or later the man who wins
Is the man “who thinks he can.”
