If you can keep your head when your around
all the cover you lose and blame;
If you have faith in yourself, when you doubt
other men and indulging in doubt ;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
If you can, with white lies, do not fall a lie.
And if you're hated, do not return the hatred, yet do,
so, not too good or too wise;
If you can dream no dreams, imperiously your master;
If you can think without the thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster and treat
in the same way those two impostors;
If you can hold that exposed the truth you see it
twisted by rogues to
turn in the loop for fools.
Or watch the things you gave your life have been destroyed,
And stoop and build them again, even with worn
instruments;
If you capable of bringing together in one bundle, all your winnings;
And
risk it, heads or tails, in a single round;
And if you lose, start again at your beginnings, And never breathe
a word about the loss;
If you can force your heart, your fiber and your nerves,
to obey you even after
faint and so remain, until you do not have anything that will
crying "persistence is the order"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, or alternate
with kings and not lose common touch;
If anyone, not enemies, no friends,
can hurt you;
If all men count with you,
but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute,
with sixty seconds worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth
and all it contains.
-what is more, you'll be a Man my son!
RUDYARD KIPLING Note: as you will read this poem is not mine, but I wanted to publish that my dad gave me. Hope you like it.
On Sunday, at 9:37 am, was born at the Hospital of my illustrious city Antonia Amanda, my new niece. Weight 3,760 kg. and measured 49 cms. Thank God everything went very well and is sanitary and beautiful: D 
