True Greatness
I must confess
I'm more than a little envious of Mozart
A tad jealous of Beethoven
Obsessed with Shakespeare
And enthralled by Eliot,
And like the phases of the moon
Changing in their season
Time and the mood may vary
But true greatness remains.
W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2021.
5/8/21
Copyright © W.A. Cholt | Year Posted 2021
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