You hold yourself aloft, You breathe a higher air; The lessons learned in hard knocks class Have earned you points to spare. The troubles of the plebians Down where the lowly lie Don’t touch you now, you’re too highbrow, You’re learning how to fly…
You hold yourself aloft,
You breathe a higher air;
The lessons learned in hard knocks class
Have earned you points to spare.
The troubles of the plebians
Down where the lowly lie
Don’t touch you now, you’re too highbrow,
You’re learning how to fly…
Fun! Thank you for your post!
Russ
Thanks Russ – glad you liked it! It looks a little bit snotty, that bloom – I thought the tone of the poem needed to match! 🙂
Plebians – what a great word 😀
🙂
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This is wonderful poem with a great picture. Do we learn to fly or clip the wings of those trying?
Love the color of the clematis? Is this the name of your plant?
Yes, it is a clematis variety – lovely, isn’t it?
Gorgeous–both the message, poetically written, and the lovely photo! God bless you!
Thank you, Caddo!
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