ENCOURAGEMENT

I hold him dearest who aspires
To kindle in my heart the fires
Of best desires.

I hold the man of all most dear
Who, when I stumble, draweth near
With words of cheer.

I hold that man of best interests
Who giveth me not paltry pence,
But confidence.

For there are men who quick caress
Will give to laurel-crowned success -
To nothing less.

But, oh, how dearer far are they
Who help me on the upward way
When skies are gray.

If so it be that I attain
The mountain peak, and leave the plain
And paths of pain,
My prayers shall first be upward sent
For those dear frieds of mine who lent
Encouragement.
(Douglas Malloch)