Fellowship of Learners

MY STORY

Does a grain of sand
Know about a beach
The meaning of my life
Lies far beyond my reach
Deep inside my bones
As sure as I am me
My story is somehow
The cause of all you see

UNSUNG HEROES

Once I thought on it

It seemed so unfair

That very short words

Are called upon

To carry such heavy loads

We, us, our, them

Crucial facts for sure

I doubt they were told

On leaving home they

Would be burdened

With such responsibility

Matters of great import

Perhaps life or death

Or the ruins of a ravaged heart

They seem so ill equipped

Their shoulders puny small

Their backs incapable of

But like heaving Atlas

They steadfastly bear

Their ridiculous loads

With not a word of complaint