In the spring rain, the pond and the river become one. Into every life some rain must fall. Usually when your car windows are down. It raineth on the Just and the Unjust Alike, But the Unjust stealeth the Just's umbrella Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

I loved my friend He went away from me There's nothing more to say The poem ends, Soft as it began- I loved my friend.

Books -where if people suffered, they suffered in beautiful language, not in monosyllables, as we did in Kansas

Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

Let America be America, where equality is in the air we breathe.

One of the great difficulties about being a member of a minority race is that so many kindhearted, well-meaning bores gather around to help.

I stay cool, and dig all jive, That's the way I stay alive. My motto, as I live and learn, is Dig and be dug In return.