hope

Hold Fast

When you’re nearly drowned in trouble, and the world is dark as ink;
    When you feel yourself a-sinking ‘neath the strain,
  And you think, “I’ve got to holler ‘Help!'” just take another breath
    And pretend you’ve lost your voice—and can’t complain!
      (That’s the idea!)
    Pretend you’ve lost your voice and can’t complain!

  When the future glowers at you like a threatening thunder cloud,
    Just grit your teeth and bend your head and say:
  “It’s dark and disagreeable and I can’t help feeling blue,
    But there’s coming sure as fate a brighter day!”
      (Say it slowly!)
    “But there’s coming sure as fate, a brighter day!”

  You have bluffed your way through ticklish situations; that I know.
    You are looking back on troubles past and gone;
  Now, turn the tables, and as you have fought and won before,
    Just BLUFF YOURSELF to keep on holding on!
      (Try it once.)
  Just bluff YOURSELF to keep on—holding on.

  Don’t worry if the roseate hues of life are faded out,
    Bend low before the storm and wait awhile.
  The pendulum is bound to swing again and you will find
    That you have not forgotten how to smile.
      (That’s the truth!)
    That you have not forgotten how to smile.

Everard Jack Appleton.