RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Standing Tall - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Like a lighthouse sending light to guide the way of ships, many times circumventing wrecks.
Helping others to see which way to go, always standing tall, can never
bend at all.
Knowing what others cannot know, trying to teach what others cannot
Humanity is stubborn, proud, and ignorant, not wanting to see what is
right and good.
Always before them is the color gray - no one sees the black and light
Standing on the threshold of life, they are only one more shadow -
full of gray - standing slightly out of the way of greatness.
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