Unfortunately, parental leave is over, the grim work-life has Woodpecker back again. My hope was that my boss would need a week or so to notice that I am back, but obviously he’s more organized than I thought. 😉
Thus a lot to do currently, but I fight hard to preserve my daily share of downshifting…
Therefore, today “only” a piece of poetry, but an absolute excellent one and one of my all time favorites.
The Man in the Glass
(by Dale Wimbrow)
When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf [=wealth]
And the world makes you king for a day,
Just go to a mirror and look at yourself,
And see what that man has to say.
For it isn’t your father or mother or wife,
Whos judgment upon you must pass;
The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the one starring back from the glass.
He’s the fellow to please, never mind all the rest.
For he’s with you clear up to the end,
And you’ve passed the most dangerous, difficult test
If the man in the glass is your friend.
You may be like Jack Horner and “chisel” a plum,
And think you’re a wonderful guy,
But the man in the glass says you’re only a bum
If you can’t look him straight in the eye.
You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years.
And get pats on the back as you pass,
But your final reward will be the heartaches and tears
If you’ve cheated the man in the glass.
I guess there is nothing to add, I see no way to express it better.
Have a joyful day,