My son’s clear honest eye
sees to the heart of me
I am humbled
My daughter’s feet climb my legs and chest
I am humbled
We are all made humble
By our less humble nature
But as nature humbles us
We rebel against humbleness
We strive to be
something else.
Humbled
By my un-humble nature
So my nature
Rails against my humbleness
Were I less humble
I might lift my head
And drop my pride.
How that humbleness burns!
