Humble Pie

Feet of Strength!

 When surveying my ability
Crowning glorious facility

I cannot help but wonder
if it really is debility

Immersed in my civility

Deep sense of gloom and liability

No shake free leg to stand on

From far too much gentility

My work has credibility

Savoir faire almost nobility

Sometimes I can’t resist a scream

Please don’t view it as hostility

On the cusp of viability

Bestowing work of such virility

A world so packed, no elbow room

Digging ribs without humility

Dedicated to every rosebud not yet flowering in full bloom