There Sits a Clay Pot

“You look up into the windows of decaying old apartment buildings in big cities and the residents may be holding on to life by the price of a welfare check but in half those windows, there sits a clay pot with a few flowers trying desperately to bring some color into the lives of those without any.”  ~Andy Rooney



  1. markonit

    …what a poignant observation..! As I dwell among those who are barely hanging on, I, too, pay special attention to those who dare to spark and splash life and color into what some may consider a drab existence… and the energy that the color brings to those who see it is worth the effort…


  2. Adding this link to the reference index at the Foundation for Poetic Justice


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