I have to live with myself, and so I want to be fit for myself to know, I want to be able, as days go by, Always to look myself straight in the eye; I don’t want to stand, with the setting sun, And hate myself for the things I’ve done.
I don’t want to keep on the closet shelf A lot of secrets about myself, And fool myself, as I come and go, Into thinking that nobody else will know The kind of a man I really am; I don’t want to dress up myself in sham.
I want to go out with my head erect, I want to deserve all men’s respect; But here in the struggle for fame and pelf I want to be able to like myself. I don’t want to look at myself and know That I’m bluster and bluff and empty show.
I can never hide myself from me; I see what others may never see; I know what others may never know, I never can fool myself, and so, Whatever happens, I want to be Self-respecting and conscience free.
Very nice Bridge. I like it. Also, your comments were emailed to me instead of appearing on my blog. Just wanted you to know that I didn't remove them. Thanks for the comments. btw our snow all melted and it's supposed to be in the mid 40's for the next week. Snow pics will have to wait.
# posted by Cliff : Monday, December 19, 2005 8:49:00 AM
Shoooot!! I love snow pictures. Hay bales?
# posted by bridgesitter : Monday, December 19, 2005 4:00:00 PM
Merry Christmas, Bridge! :0)
# posted by Aravis : Saturday, December 24, 2005 11:53:00 PM