Cause When There's Life There's Still Hope

There's A Mouse In Here With Me. He's Sitting There In The Light Of The Lamp, Looking Up At Me. He Seems As Surprised To See Me As I Am To See Him. There He Goes. I Can Hear Him Still, Scurrying About Somewhere Under The Hayrick. I Think He's Gone Now. I Hope He Comes Back. I Miss Him Already.

We're Much Alike, Bee, You And Me," I Said. "you May Carry Your Pack Underneath You And Your Rifle May Stick Out Of Your Bottom. But You And Me, Bee, Are Much Alike.

Being His Real Brother I Could Feel I Live In His Shadows, But I Never Have And I Do Not Now. I Live In His Glow.

I Could Believe Only In The Hell I Was Living In, A Hell On Earth, And It Was Man-made, Not God-made.

A Lot Of Children, Like I Did, Move Away From Words Because Of The Fear - Which Is Something You Have To Take Out Of Education: The Fear Of Worrying About What Marks You'll Get, Detention, Worrying About Letting People Down, Your Parents, Teachers.