It couldn't be done (poem)

Somebody said that it couldn't be done,

But with a chuckle replied

That "maybe it couldn't" but he would be one

Who wouldn't say so till 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 he took off his hat,

And the first thing he knew, he begun it.

With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,

Without any doubting or quit it,

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 in with a bit of a grin,

Just take off your coat and go for it,

Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing

That "cannot be done", and you'll do it!

- Edgar A. Guest

This poem has helped remind me that no matter how many people say it cannot be done or its impossible, that anything is possible when you put your mind to it and do it!

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