(by Saxon White Kessinger)
Some time when you’re feeling important;
Some time when your ego’s in bloom;
Some time when you take it for granted,
You’re the best qualified in the room;
Some time when you think that your going,
would leave an unfillable hole;
Just follow this simple instruction
And see how it humbles your soul.
Take a bucket and fill it with water;
Put your hands in it up to your wrists;
Pull them out – and the hole that remains;
Is the measure of how much you’ll be missed.
You may splash as you please when you enter;
You may stir up the water galore;
But stop – and you’ll find in a second ,
That it looks just the same as before.
The moral of this is quite simple;
Do just the best that you can,
and be proud of yourself – but remember;
There is no indispensable man
I heard this poem being read to me last Sunday. The topic was about humility.