The Artist In Me Cries Out For

I Turned To Speak To God About The World's Despair But To Make Bad Matters Worse I Found God Wasn't There.

Men Work Together, Whether They Work Together Or Apart.

One Age Is Like Another For The Soul.

A Poem Begins In Delight And Ends In Wisdom.

When I See Birches Bend To Left And Right... I Like To Think Some Boy's Been Swinging Them.