And the hole that remain means is the measure of how you'll be missed. You may splash all you wish when you enter. You may stir up the water galore. But stop and you'll find in a minute that it looks just the same as before. The moral of this is quite simple. You must do the best that you can. Be proud of yourself. But remember, there is no indispensable man. Saxon White Kessinger
Kelly Jadon
@KellyJadon · 0:24
You, Sirija. I don't know how to pronounce your name, but you read that very eloquently and it's very nice and a very true poem. It sounds like it's about early 19th century, but very beautiful. Thank you
Lem Johnson
@lemj215 · 0:22
You. Hey, there. I just want to quickly say thank you for sharing the poetry with us. I really enjoyed your reading of this. And this is a poem that I will add now to my newly discovered favorites list. So thank you for reading it and sharing it and doing what you're doing. So until next time, bye