Hold dear to your parents for it is a scary and confusing world without them.
The steeples swam in amethyst, the news like squirrels swam.
The Things that never can come back, are several - Childhood - some forms of Hope - the Dead.
The older I grow the more do I love spring and spring flowers. Is it so with you?
Sunrise: day's great progenitor.
Anger as soon as fed is dead- 'Tis starving makes it fat.