It Is A Comely Fashion To Be

When Sparrows Build And The Leaves Break Forth My Old Sorrow Wakes And Cries.

A Birthday:-and Now A Day That Rose With Much Of Hope, With Meaning Rife- A Thoughtful Day From Dawn To Close: The Middle Day Of Human Life.

When Our Thoughts Are Born, Though They Be Good And Humble, One Should Mind How They Are Reared, Or Some Will Go Astray And Shame Their Mother.

Man Is The Miracle In Nature. God Is The One Miracle To Man.

I Have Lived Life Long Enough To Thank God That All My Prayers Have Not Been Answered