The Compliment by Max Burchett
by Max Burchett
Lots of flattery and L.A. handshakes given,
But once upon a time, actually just last year,
A seemingly casual compliment was for me heaven,
One I will always remember.
Though I kept it to myself,
Not sure the reason for that,
Yet sometimes I think about it.
A great man said to an audience, some I knew,
“If I were in a battle,
I would want Max and his brother
In the foxhole with me.”
Although perhaps better said about another.
Yet, when I think it might be better
To give it up, just let it be,
Then I remember, January to December,
That comment about me.
Maybe it is that saying about woman and man,
I am what I think
Others think
I am.
If that is what someone
Of his stature thinks of me,
That is what I must be,
Rather, I must somehow make it be.
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