Tenacious

Tenacious? "Yes," I say, and how!
though hope may falter and fade;
too many chances, even just now,
are slim, perhaps are waylaid.

Out of reach, you understate;
it's possible if it exists,
unlikely, even if it is late,
reach expands if someone persists.

Just hang on a bit longer now,
and staunchly, you'll inch ahead;
dimly distant forces will bow;
strategy and result are not dead.

Tenacious, yes, though goals still evade,
and are seeming to stall, slip away.
Hopeless only when hope, dead, is laid;
while there's life, we may win the day.