Thursday, December 16, 2004


I'm sitting here watching "The Apprentice" and one of the contestants mentioned a poem by Rudyard Kipling called "If". Thanks to my portable computer and wireless network (boy am I spoiled), I looked it up, read it, loved it, and plan on sharing it here with you. Enjoy...

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

--Rudyard Kipling

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Thank you for "If." Parts of "If" mirror the days at work!
Your health is a BIG concern. . . and I say now a relief!
To say you are missed at the Bay is an understatement, I am sooo tired of saying: "his brain is empty, except for a sinus infection." No one cheers our 7.5 hrs the way you do. . .hurry back.