Indispensable?

My aunt used to quote this poem to us often.  She was a storehouse of this kind of verse and I loved it. She is with the Lord now and I wonder if she ever knew what an impact she had on me. 

 I came across a blog with a title to the effect that the writer had been gone for a week and no one had noticed.  Not to be unkind to this lady, but the statement did bring my aunt's poem to mind instantly and I had forgotten it for many years.

The Indispensible Man
by Saxon White Kessinger

Sometimes when you're feeling important
Sometimes when your ego's in bloom
Sometimes when you think that you are
The best qualified man in the room

Sometimes when you think that your absense
Would leave an unfillable hole
Just follow these simple instructions
And see how they humble your soul

Take a bucket and fill it with water
Put your hand in it up to your wrist
Then take it back out and the hole that remains
Is the measure of how you'll be missed

Now you can splash as much as you want to
You can stir up the water for sure
Then stop and you see in a moment
That the water's the same as before

Now the moral to this is quite simple
You must do the best that you can
But you'll always be wise to remember
There is no indispensible man

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