EireCara
Well-known member
Isnt it strange that Princes and Kings,
And Clowns that caper is sawdust rings,
And ordinary folk like you and me,
Are builders of Eternity.
To each is given a bag of tools,
An hour glass and a set of rules,
And each must build, 'ere his time has flown,
A stumbling block or a stepping stone.
*Just thought someone might like this little poem....i read it over 20 years ago and fell in love with it.
And Clowns that caper is sawdust rings,
And ordinary folk like you and me,
Are builders of Eternity.
To each is given a bag of tools,
An hour glass and a set of rules,
And each must build, 'ere his time has flown,
A stumbling block or a stepping stone.
*Just thought someone might like this little poem....i read it over 20 years ago and fell in love with it.
