I Have Never Known A Cat That

Once I Thought Ideas Were Exceptions Not The Rule. That Is Not So. Ideas Are So Plentiful That They Ride On Air. You Have Only To Reach Out And Snatch One.

It Happens Just Because We Need To Want And To Be Wanted Too, When Love Is Here Or Gone To Lie Down In The Darkness And Listen To The Warm.

We Come Into The World Alone. We Go Away The Same. We're Meant To Spend The Interlude Between In Closeness Or So We Tell Ourselves. But It's A Long Way From The Morning To The Evening.

The World Needs Writers. We Will Always Be Necessary. There Are Few Professions That Can Claim That Distinction.

Watch The Indolent Butterfly Playing On The Tall Flower In The Yard And Think About The Sun Going Down. It Always Does You Know.