Pedestal January 2001 He made for me a pedestal On which I blithely played, And though it seemed that I would fall He never was dismayed. His faith in me was solid rock, A marble pillar tall, So great would disappointment prove If ever I did fall. Request A Print home | store | artist | resources | galleries

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