A world of made is not a world of born
may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living
Exists no miracle mightier than this: to feel.
Lessons hide in his wrinkles. Bells ding in the oldness of eyes. Did he by, any chance, tell children that there are such monstrous things as peace and goodwill...a corrupter of youth no doubt.
they believe in Christ and Longfellow, both dead
To destroy is always the first step in any creation.