Growing Aristocracy


Sometimes life just slips in slow,

hesitant, on feet of crepe;

self-doubt-dressed, with head hung low,

apologetic for its shape.

Little one, lift up your eyes,

dare to claim the legacy

Your Maker saw as noble prize,

growing aristocracy.

11 comments on “Growing Aristocracy

  1. Pam says:

    poignant: self doubt dressed, with head hung low…

  2. Caddo-Jael says:

    Wow, I love this stuff, Mel. I like crepe feet, but I especially love “self-doubt-dressed”–that was my uniform for most of my life…but as we know, I’ve got the glitter thing goin’ on now (thank You, Lord!). God bless you–love, sis Caddo

  3. russtowne says:

    the photo and piece are so perfectly suited for each other. I love the multiple meanings and messages.

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