Dear Gentle Blog Readers,
The first ever 24 Blogging Days 'til Christmas has
reached a final crescendo. I'm thankful to all who have been eagerly
following along with my copywriting tips as we explore the many ways to inspire and delight one's blog
audience while advertising our respective trades AND feeding scraps to the
search engines.
Today I actually just wanted to share my favorite
poem with you on Christmas Eve. It's "If" by Rudyard Kipling. I
remember we had to memorize this poem in fifth grade. At the time, I had no
idea what it meant, nor did I care to learn. But years later it would prove to be
incredibly inspiring to me as I embarked on my own personal journey cultivating
a copywriting business using the tools and
talents I had acquired over the years.
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 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
Merry Christmas to all those who celebrate, and
thanks for following along with Dina at Wordfeeder.com Copywriting and
Marketing! See you in 2008!