Lord, I do fear Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year My soul is all but out of me-let fall No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.

Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost, but climb.

Lord, I do fear Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year My soul is all but out of me-let fall No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.

Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.

They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as I'm missing you right now

Life must go on; I forget just why.

Father, I beg of Thee a little task To dignify my days, 'tis all I ask.