Living

Be Patient

by Freeman E. Miller 1864–1951

From Oklahoma Sunshine (1905)

Living

Don't you lose your stock of patience
When the world seems going wrong;
It was here before you found it
With its happiness and song;
And it's altogether likely
That it's pretty sure to stay
With its music and its blossoms
After you have gone away.

And no matter how you labor
Smoothing down the rocky way,
On the paths where men shall wander
It is likely stones will stay.
Here and there the little pebbles
You may banish one by one,
But the mountains rise forever
And your work is never done.

Don't despair! What use to worry
When the load you have to leave?
Other hands and hearts will follow
And the heavy task receive;
Do your own part to the limit!
Give it all the strength you can,
And as sure as God is ruling
He will crown you all a Man!

Step by step the world advances
Up the long and slippery slope;
Step by step it slow upwanders
Through the valleys of its hope;
Leave the tasks that rise beyond you!
Do the little deeds you can,
And the millions coming after
Shall complete what you began!

MLA

Miller, Freeman E. “Be Patient.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/miller_fe/143/.

Chicago

Miller, Freeman E. “Be Patient.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/miller_fe/143/.

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