“You can muffle the drum, and you can loosen the strings of the lyre, but who shall command the skylark not to sing?” ~ Kahlil Gibran
In life’s rough-and-tumble
you’re the crumble on my apple crumble
and the fairy on my Christmas tree!
In life’s death-and-duty
you’ve the beauty of the Beast’s own Beauty–
I feel humble as a bumble-bee!
In life’s darkening duel
I’m the lighter, you’re the lighter fuel–
and the tide that sways my inland sea!
In life’s meet-and-muster
you’ve the lustre of a diamond cluster–
a blockbuster–just a duster, me!