Saturday Inspiration–a treasure from Catherine Cookson

The treasure box holds all manner of scraps of paper on which is printed or scribbled bits of wisdom that I have saved through the years– quotes, poems, prayers that have inspired me.

I have not cared that the grandchildren liked to dump it out and play with the paper or toss them all around like confetti, as little babes will. Although I decided to put it out of reach after finding tiny granddaughter, whose parent had decided to potty train, sitting smack in a puddle of her own making, with the box and papers scattered around her. Thankfully none of the dearest scraps of wisdom were soaked, although, yes, I did keep a few and let them dry out. I figure in years to come I can look at the stained paper and remember: “Oh, yes, that’s where dear Precious Grace peed on them. Isn’t that sweet?”

Among my scraps of wisdom is this poem that I copied many years ago from Our Kate, a memoir by novelist Catherine Cookson. I have noted that she credited the source as The Happy Mag, 1929–

I will succeed, I simply cannot fail
The only obstacle is doubt.
There’s not a hill I cannot scale
Once fear is put to rout.
Don’t think defeat,
Don’t talk defeat.
The word will rob you of your strength.
I will succeed, this phrase repeat
Throughout the journey’s length.
The moment that I can’t is said,
You slam a door right in your face.
Why not exclaim I will instead,
Half won is then the race.
You close the door to your success
By entertaining one small fear.
Think happiness, talk happiness,
Watch joy then coming near.