One can be a soldier without dying and a lover without sighing.
Early violets blue and white Dying for their love of light.
What good I see humbly I seek to do, And live obedient to the law, in trust That what will come, and must come, shall come well.
Sweetest smile is made saddest tear-drop!
Within yourself deliverance must be searched for, because each man makes hiw own prison.
No power on earth compares to a mother's tender prayers.