Love That Endures, From Life That Disappears!

With What Cracked Pitchers Go We To Deep Wells In This World!

Wall Must Get The Weather Stain Before They Grow The Ivy.

Experience, Like A Pale Musician, Holds A Dulcimer Of Patience In His Hand.

I Love Thee To The Level Of Everyday's Most Quiet Need, By Sun And Candle Light...i Love Thee With The Breath,smiles,t Ears,of All My Life.

The Large White Owl That With Eye Is Blind, That Hath Sate For Years In The Old Tree Hollow, Is Carried Away In A Gust Of Wind.