I know this post is a little late but it took a while to find the poem.
Our family split when I was 12, my brother 8. At that time, Rose was a stay at home mom who babysit during the day and had never worked outside the home a day in her life. Within a week and she had 2 jobs and a plan. A plan for her and her 2 children.
There were two things that changed in my life at that time, I had a new home and I learned how to deal with a broken heart. She made sure it was no more than I could bare.
She was a single mom working 2 jobs to support her family. She would wake at 5:30 every morning, work 7a-4p, then second job 5p-10p. Rose did this almost everyday for 8 years. She made sure that she didn't quit and that we were taken care of. No matter what, I always knew and still know that we were loved and are still loved more than anything in the world.
My mom framed this poem for me as a gift.
May 21,1994 / High School Graduation
Their not her words but they are to me...
Don’t Quit
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low, and the 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 strange with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When she might have won had she stuck it out;
Don’t give up thought the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.
And you can never tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit,
It’s when things seem worst
That you must not quit.
Mom, Thank You and I Love You!
