Best Keep Your Chin Up Poems


No Matter What

dedicated to my deceased only brother, joshua

i'll stay with you,
as long as the wind blows
i'll always be in your heart
you know i didn't leave you all alone
i am of eternal essence
my spirit is within you
live my life for me
do all that i cant do
be the one that i once was
conceal the chances known as a flaws
and if contentment immerses herself
or sorrrow fills the air
you will hear my moral
and you'll know that i am there
there for you when you cant see
theres more to life than missing me
i wish you well, my sister, dear
for keep your chin up and wipe that tear

Premium Member Her Adamant Face

Adamant Face
My mother used to say with an adamant face, "There is a place for everything and for everything a place!”
My goodness, this house is a total disgrace"

So every Tuesday at quarter past 4:OO
each person in our family had the same chore,
to straighten the house and pick up the floor.

We all sighed, then one replied,
“Where do we put things?”  
“Where do they go?”  
"Where did they come from?" 
"We don’t know!”
     "Just put things back in their original home.
      "Whatever you do, don’t let them roam"
       If you don’t know what it's called, 
      where to put it, 
      or what it does,
or you can’t throw it out or know it’s name because, 
it doesn’t have a match or
there is a piece detached ; 
then don’t give up, just keep your chin up. 
Leave nothing astray, but please be done by the end of the day"
"There is a place for everything and for everything a place" she reminded us with her adamant face.

Our cleaning began, and what did we find ? 
Interesting things of every kind.

Two birthday candles from my cake years ago, rusted nail clippers that trimmed my big toe.

A broken pencil with a very dull end, and a thank you card I forgot to send.

A soy sauce packet stuck to a fork, from a take out order of moo shoo pork.

 A spool of thread, the color red, when I sewed my clumsy thumb instead! 

Grandpa’s glasses missing one lens
My  sister’s retainer 
And 2 leaky pens 

A postal stamp 
A bread bag clip
The top to my mother’s pink lipstick. 

A germy cold lozenge when I had the flu.
A dirty lace from a tennis shoe.

Three receipts from CVS. 
A zipper from an old prom dress.

 Soon we finished, and one replied,
 “Our cleaning is done, we picked up the floor,
   No longer a disgrace anymore!"
 
"We put things back in their original home, 
 where they belonged and could not roam” 

“Mother, that place was the kitchen drawer!"  
 Our job is done, say no more!

It Is Harder Than It Seems

(Year 1)
You try to hide
somewhere deep inside
As the blood spatters on the window
You try to compromise with the needle
Like a hero without a soul
As it throws you to the ground
There are no reasons to hold on
It's like falling in love, just to unfall again.
Like a loop that has an end.
Contradict, as you pretend.

(Year 2)
Your heart is light
I see you in the pure clear night
With so many years of learning
You never learned to keep your chin up
This one way trip leaves you broken
You'll never see your old home again
This resentment builds for the rest of your life
Independent actions from a dependent being
You need to find yourself
And place what you find on a shelf

(Year 3)
You listen to the radio waves
All those bad songs are all the rave
You lose your train of thought so easily
Like you lose your will to live
The pool is clean and crisp
And smells like chlorine tabs
Your mind is easily disturbed
Like the surface of the water
You cast no reflection, that's no surprise
You watch the bubbles as they rise

(Year 4)
You finally found what is right
The words are now easy to write
You stood up to the demons
And salvaged what's left of your life
Are you someone new?
You grew tired of your world gone wrong
The view from the corner of the room is inviting
The fear of death is tucked away in the shadows
As you rock back in your chair
You no longer feel that crushing despair


Keep Your Chin Up

I have such high hopes; 
For you in this world!
I guess you can't see;
You're tucked up and curled;
In a safe, secure place;
Away from what's real.
With all of your needs met;
You don't miss a meal!
COOL as can be;
Caught up in 'this life'.
It seems you can't see;
What's real and what's right.
Let GOD help you;
Just search in your heart.
To help find new ways;
And to make a fresh start!


To My 14yr old son,
   I LOVE YOU!!!

Don'T Worry, Be Happy : I Am a Kiskadee

I am a fearless Kiskadee
Sitting on a branch of this tree
Singing my theme song happily
With a Kis Ka Dee Kis Ka Dee

I sing my song very sweetly
Seeking to make others happy
Filling them with ecstasy
With its rhythm and melody

My message is not to worry
Despite how things in life may be
Don't let them make you feel crazy
At all times, strive to be happy

One can state things that are likely
But no one knows what things will be
So keep your chin up cheerfully
And sing Kis Ka Dee Kis Ka Dee. 






The Great Kiskadee (Pitangus Sulpharatus)  is indigenous to Central and South America, the Caribbean and Southern Texas.

Premium Member You Don'T Say

My nose is itchin', company's comin'.
Land sakes alive, as I live and breathe,
haven't seen you in a Coon's age.
Lookin' fat and sassy.

	We're fair to middlin', barely gittin' by.
	Livin' hand t'mouth, kids drivin' us up th'wall.
	Uncle Sam bleedin' us dry. How're y'all farin'?

I'm on the skids, man, boss on my case.
Tossed out on my ear. 

	Ye gads and little fishes.
	Ain't that the way, yah giv'em an  inch, 
	they'll take a mile. You'll wind up 
	with your tail draggin' your tracks out.

	Well, buck up, boy, every cloud has a silver lining.
	Rome wasn't built inna day.
	Don't give up before you start.
	Where there's a will, there's a way.
	Keep your chin up, time heals all wounds.
	Don't sweat it, man, it'll all come out in th' wash.
	In for a penny, in for a pound.
	Put on a happy face, fake it, till you make it.
	Stop monkeyin' around, actions speak louder than words.
	Go out there and knock 'em dead.
	It's every man for himself.
	Let the chips fall where they may.
© Cona Adams  Create an image from this poem.


Life Is Worth

Life is worth living wherever you are.
Deep in the jungle or high on a star.

Life is worth living if you give it a try.
Even not thinking and wondering why.

Life is not always the way it should be.
Trials and troubles are not always free. 

Sometimes our lives don't always seem right.
you can make it better by learning to fight.

Life is worth living whoever you are.
It's not worth stepping in front of a car.

You can survive it if you stay strong.
Just remind yourself good won't be long.

Keep your chin up and things will be fine.
And don't let the past keep you behind.

All's Not Lost

When life seems like a puzzle, but the pieces don’t fit,
It seems next to impossible to do anything but quit.

Your options are limited, and time runs too short;
Every decision made felt like a last resort.

You’re feeling trapped, about to suffocate;
Life’s placed way too much on your micro-sized plate.

But don’t lose heart, because all’s not lost;
You’ll learn something new from every road you’ve crossed.

You will only get stronger from the struggles you endure,
And the mistakes along the way are just a scenic detour.

So keep your chin up, and smile through the pain;
The grass always gets greener, from every drop of rain.

Count It All Joy

If troubles and trials come by the score,
And sickness and problems darken your door,
Count it all Joy.

Think nothing of it when things don’t turn out right.
Keep trusting in God, He knows your plight.
Count it all Joy.

The baby is sick and the house payment is due.
You just lost your job…the kids need new shoes.
Count it all Joy.

The roof is leaking, and the water bill is late.
Your only suit needs pressing-Jane needs a new dress for her big date.
Count it all Joy.

The car won’t crank- it may need a new battery.
One tire is flat, never mind it is Saturday.
Count it all Joy.

When Satan is testing you, and tempting you sore,
You know he hasn’t got you,
He wouldn’t be wasting time at your door.
Count it all Joy.

When you’re going down-grab hold of God’s hand!
He’ll lift you up, and help you to stand.
Count it all Joy.

You may be down, but you’re not out,
Keep your chin up and fight the good fight.
Count it all Joy.

Don’t let Satan have the last word,
Stand up and shout “Hallelujah” until all have heard.
Count it all Joy.

Premium Member Things Have Changed

Things Have Changed
By Robert (Bob) Moore

When I was young, the doctor, came around if I got sick
gave me a pill, or needle, and that would do the trick
but thing have changed, and now we ring, his receptionist
who tells us, “you can come next week. I’ll put you on the list”

So you go round, the next week, sit in a little room
full of germs and sick folk, the air so full of gloom
yes he says, you’ve had the flu, his hand upon my brow
just stay home, don’t catch a chill, he says this to me now.

And then there was the milkman, came round every day
you can catch up next week missus, if you couldn’t pay
leave money on the doorstep, the empty bottles too
nobody would touch it, ‘cause everybody knew

Everyone was battling, just to make ends meet
nobody was richer, than the others in the street
we’d try to help each other, in any way we could
we may not have had very much, but life was pretty good

The breadman was the next to go, now he delivered to the shops
you had to go and buy your bread, with your bacon and your chops
that’s if you could afford to, things were getting very dear
you tried to keep your chin up, things could be better by next year

Then there was the paperboy, on street corners he would stand
yelling out the headlines, didn’t need no big brass band
“GET YOUR PAPER HERE” he’d cry “WHATS HAPPENING TODAY”
but I hardly even read the news, now he has gone away

or the boy who had the barrow, on a Sunday he would go
up and down the streets, and his whistle he would blow
he knew you might still be in bed, but he would wait outside
knowing as a regular, there’d be a bob or two on the side

Then there was the mailman, he would whistle too, 
especially, if he had left, important mail for you
the internet, and social media, have dealt him a deadly blow
and that is why I’m pretty sure, he will be the next to go

Butterfly Spirits

When you walk outside into the open air
When you look around at all the beauty everywhere
Think of butterflies fluttering all around
Filling the atmosphere from the sky to the ground
When you feel the wind across your face
Remember my love is all over the place
When you see one lone butterfly fluttering by with such beauty and grace
Think of me and the last time you saw a smile on my face
Remember the joy we shared in our lifetime together
The bond we shared was the most precious treasure
You are blessed with memories of our years on earth
Just as God blessed me on the day of your birth
I have moved on to a glorious place
But daily I am still blessed with your loving face
When you see a butterfly, think of me
That is my spirit flying high and free
I watch over you my dear loved ones, each day and night
I am so proud of your choices to live your life right
My love for all of you will continue to flow
I miss throwing my arms around you more than you know
I am flying with Angels in the Heaven’s above
We watch over you always and send down our love
Look for the butterflies with colors so bright
For they host the spirits of loved ones now out of sight
You must keep your chin up and take care of yourself
But remember God sends His Angels to sometimes help
When you least expect it, at a time of great need
That’s when an Angel appears to do a good deed
Keep your eyes open and be prepared
Great blessings will be upon you when you’re least aware
Watch for the butterflies as they flutter around
They will soon appear in your life when they are less likely to be found
My heart is with you as I watch from afar
Angels walk with you wherever you are
Trust in my word and know that many blessings are upon you
For God has sent Angels who will help you through 
Hold memories close and cherish those in your life with love
Trust in my word and in the Lord above


Copyright © 2003   Shari E Davis

Never Give Up

Never give up
What you want is not always what you need
Always keep your chin up
Even though we can get cut and will bleed

I try never to feel down
And try only to feed on what I need
My chin is always up
Not all wounds I have received would bleed

Keep yourself on the level
And you will succeed
When you’re not on the level
You only succeed with your greed

I try always to be on the level
But don’t always succeed
When I was not on the level
I did succeed with my greed

I will never give up
May not get what I want but get what I need
Hope you will keep your chins up
May you all survive times of very great greed

What I Would Say

What I would say is,
Keep your chin up,
carry that head high.
Take everything day by day,
Put the important things first,
Never forget a moment that goes by.
Take the good with the bad,
Things will work out in the end,
That's what my dad always said.
Keep the good thoughts first,
Keep the people you love close,
And keep a clear head.
It gets hard at times,
The thoughts of her,
The length of a lonely day.
But I tell that man,
The one in the mirror,
That's what I would say.

Do Not Settle For Less

Do not settle for less 
Always give it your best 
Read and study 
Put yourself to the test 
You can do it 
Keep your chin up 
Strive for excellence 
And rise to the top

Show Persistence and Resilience

Show persistence and resilience 
Be the one who never gives in 
Have courage and strength to survive 
Always look deep within
Believe that you can achieve
Just keep your chin up 
Be fierce with determination 
Continue to rise to the top

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