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


  2. 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…


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