Classic Poem

A SONG to the man who says, " Old chap,
Your time is coming some day;
Just keep on hoping and doing your best,
For that is the only way! "
Mayhap he is talking straight through his hat,
Mayhap his words are not true.
But, nevertheless, a health to the chap
Who says he believes in you!

Knockers are numerous nowadays,
And flatterers seek their own ends;
You scorn the first, and the second, you know,
Are nothing but fair-weather friends.
But the man who helps is the man who sticks,
It matters not what you may do;
He does n't talk much, but when you lose hope,
He says, " I believe in you! "

When the last race is run and you've won — or lost,
He shares your triumph or pain,
He presses your hand — or steadies it while
The Cup of Defeat you drain.
And when the End comes. I know there's a place
Reserved with the Favored Few
In Paradise, where he will get his reward —
The Man Who Believes in You!