It Couldn't Be Done

Somebody said that it couldn't be done but he with a chuckle replied,
That "maybe it couldn't" but he would be one who wouldn't say so til he tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin on his face.  If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing that couldn't be done and he did it.

Somebody scoffed: "Oh you'll never do that; at least no one ever has done it."
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat and the first thing we knew he'd begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin, without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing that couldn't be done and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done there are thousands to prophesy failure.
There are thousands to point out to you one by one, the dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin, just take off your coat and go to it.
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing that "cannot be done," and you'll do it.

This was a poem that my mother quoted so often during my childhood.  I just remembered the first few lines but was so happy when I found it online.  The author is unknown so I can't give credit.

However, it is a real pick me up and always encouraged me not to give up.