Greatness Knows No Size Poem by Madrason .

When all the wall fell tumbling down
it was a crumb, a little clown
which held all of it up
cause almost right on top
were you, a little rock
but little as you were
you were that lock
that stopped it all from crumbling
that stopped it all from falling apart
you had the strength
and you had the heart
‘t was you at length
before that fall
who stood out tall
a little rock or crumb
like on our dikes once did
…………...Tiny that little thumb.
M