Cup Of Water - Poem by Eric Cockrell
if i never write another word,
let my life be remembered simply...
as a stepping stone for others,
as the hand that unlocked the cage,
as the fire that warmed the stranger,
as the food that fed the hungry.
as the candle that lit the darkness,
as shelter, as the wind that
cried freedom in the darkest night...
as a cup of water!
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