Can't Bring Back Time. Like Holding Water

When The Soul Of A Man Is Born In This Country There Are Nets Flown At It To Hold It Back From Flight.

As I Am. As I Am. All Or Not At All.

My Eyes Were Often Full Of Tears (i Could Not Tell Why) And At Times A Flood From My Heart Seemed To Pour Itself Out.

Lily, The Caretaker's Daughter, Was Literally Run Off Her Feet. Hardly Had She Brought One Gentleman Into The Little Pantry Behind The Office On The Ground Floor And Helped Him Off With His Overcoat, Than The Wheezy Hall-door Bell Clanged Again And She Had To Scamper Along The Bare Hallway To Let In Another Guest. It Was Well For Her She Had Not To Attend To The Ladies Also.

They Lived And Laughed And Loved And Left.