Whispering Pines

If--by Rudyard Kipling

I really like this poem and it keeps popping up in a lot of our books lately, so thought I'd share it with you.  It is "If" by Rudyard Kipling.  It was first in our 7th grade English book, then I came across it in a devotional book I had given to one of my sons.  And then, just yesterday I stumbled upon it again in yet another book.  And so here it is for your reading and pondering pleasure, "IF" by Rudyard Kipling, (Kipling was a British author and poet who lived from 1865-1936):

"IF"

"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 imposters 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 one one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breathe 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 60 second's 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!"