Parable of Talents

up at the pearly gates, there they stood
waiting in line one fine day
the lady with the angel's voice
who sang only in her shower

the painter-perfectionist
who would never soil a blank canvas
the actor who was too shy
to try for roles in the theater

the poet who scribbled notes
all tucked in a drawer locked away
and the scruffy young girl who best knew
how to make people smile back at her

they took a big bite of humble pie
when they learned, there so anxious
all would be asked how they made
the most of their talents as they were ~



AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Cunningham Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 3:03 PM
It does annoy me when you see talented layabouts wasting their talents. But I take my hat off to disabled people who overcome disability to use their talents and never giving up. Well written Line. Tom
Gauthier Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 3:33 PM
Thanks, Tom. My husband is the perfect example of these heros. When he was 18 he brought home podium medals in the Paralympics for swimming, and that's just an example of how he's lived every day of his life. It's hard to see him battling prostate and bone cancer right now.
Haight Avatar
September 18, 2018 at 9:34 AM
I like the unique way you addressed defining the meaning of this parable, Line. Nicely done! Hugs, Sandr
Krutsinger Avatar
September 15, 2018 at 10:46 PM
This reminds me of two good friends who always were going to start, but never did.
Gauthier Avatar
September 16, 2018 at 6:49 AM
So sad to waste god given talents!
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