Isn't 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 steppingstone.
Here's to building steppingstones...
thanks dear artist for your magical art :) a sunrise rooster, pink water lilies, a red robin and reflections of spring...beautiful art :>
