You've got mail- A poem from a Penfriend 'The Power of Dreams'

They told me to stop

I told them to go

They told me they can't

I told them they won't

When they started to sink

I told them to float

When they stopped to think

I filled them with hope

They soon came to see 

And began to take note

Of the strength that's inside

The strength unprovoked 

When I nearly gave up

They refused and said no

I will hold on to you tightly

I will never let go

Anon