You, Of Course, Are A Rose-- But

You Can Be A Little Ungrammatical If You Come From The Right Part Of The Country.

A Poem Begins With A Lump In The Throat

A Breeze Discovered My Open Book And Began To Flutter The Leaves To Look

To Be Social Is To Be Forgiving.

Home Is The Place Where, When You Have To Go There, They Have To Take You In.