There is a hole in my shoe
and sticking out is my toe.
I ponder but I never grieved
my badly torn shirt sleeve.
I do not have riches nor lands
but my strong honest hands,
so an equitable man can live
with dignity what life gives.
photo credit: myself doing pottery
Short, simple, and meaningful :D
Thank you. I agree with you... I feel that poems do not have to be always long to convey a message.
Thank you so much for reblogging my post!