Isn't it strange that princes and kings,
and clowns that caper in 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 book of rules,
and each must build, e're life is flown,
a stumbling block or a stepping stone.
Friday, July 06, 2007
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