The Great Ones eventually discover that they are not
At death's door the calculus of their lives change
My bleoved Uncle beyond blood taught me this
In history I read of others
For myself in quiet and gracious moments realize only love
Can truly play the triumphant center
No matter how many once cheered in the Platz.

Bill Grace

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-great-ones-2/