Keep a-goin

Keep a-Goin’
Frank L. Stanton

If you strike a thorn or rose,
Keep a-goin’!
If it hails or if it snows,
Keep a -goin’!
‘Taint no use to sit an’ whine
When the fish ain’t on your line;
Bait your hook an’ keep a-tryin’—
Keep a-goin’!

When the weather kills your crop,
Keep a-goin’!
Though ‘tis work to reach the top,
Keep a-goin’!
S’pose you’re our o’ ev’ry dime,
Gittin’ broke ain’t any crime;
Tell the world you’re feelin’ prime—
Keep a-goin’!

When it looks like all is up,
Keep a-goin’!
Drain the sweetness from the cup,
Keep a-goin’!
See the wild birds on the wing,
Hear the bells that sweetly ring,
When you feel like surgin’, sing—
Keep a-goin’!

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2 replies
  1. Susan
    Susan says:

    Hi Rusty,

    Thank you for sharing the poem with us.

    I love poems very much and have written lots of poems in English.

    Now I’d like to share one of my poems with you. It is my favourite poem written by myself–

    Thank you my best friends

    Whenever you always gave me strength

    Every time that I felt down

    Lovingly you always soothed my frown

    Under the starry sky we talked together

    Reminding me of my good old grandfather

    Thinking of nothing but selfless love

    Hand in hand we took the rough

    In loneliness you helped me take a stand

    At the bottom of my heart you are a brand

    I miss the days we talked head to head

    But like creatures’ end they are all dead

    Farewell my best friends

    As you go on your own life trends

    Every day longing to continue our talk-overs

    But afraid to get on your nerves

    With mysteries and beauties the whole world’s rife

    Close to you is my heart for your philosophy of life

    At any rate I impudently let you down

    You complaint nothing but taught me right from wrong

    In great down spirit you lent a helping hand

    Between despair and hope a bridge spanned

    I wish there were a lifetime together we could spend

    But like all good things it finally came to an end

    By Susan Manchild Saviour


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