To Long For Everything: Sorrow; To Accept

Do The Hardest Thing On Earth For You. Act Yourself.

Can One Do Nothing For The Dead? And For A Long Time The Answer Had Been - Nothing!

Outside The Sky Is Light With Stars

Some Couples Go Over Their Budgets Very Carefully Every Month. Others Just Go Over Them.

The Fields Are Snowbound No Longer; There Are Little Blue Lakes And Flags Of Tenderest Green. The Snow Has Been Caught Up Into The Sky- So Many White Clouds-and The Blue Of The Sky Is Cold. Now The Sun Walks In The Forest, He Touches The Bows And Stems With His Golden Fingers; They Shiver, And Wake From Slumber. Over The Barren Branches He Shakes His Yellow Curls. Yet Is The Forest Full Of The Sound Of Tears.... A Wind Dances Over The Fields. Shrill And Clear The Sound Of Her Waking Laughter, Yet The Little Blue Lakes Tremble And The Flags Of Tenderest Green Bend And Quiver.