Isnt it strange
that princes and kings,
And clowns that caper
in sawdust rings,
And common people
Like you and me
Are builders for Eternity?
Each is given a bag of tools,
A shapeless mass,
A book of rules;
And each must make-
Ere life is flown-
A stumbling block
Or a stepping stone.
by R.L. Sharpe
One of my favorite poems. Hope you are all well and happy. I am thinking of you all today and want you to know I love you every one!
Your sister/Nana/Auntie, Rose
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2 comments:
Great poem!
love your poems, keep them coming. hope your house is going well. ours is EMPTY!!! LOVE CIN
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