No one else looks out upon the world so kindly and charitably as the pedestrian; no one else gives and takes so much from the
The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear
We had Grandma for Thanksgiving dinner. Really? We had turkey.
There may come a time When I will lose you Lose you as I lose my light Days falling backward into velvet night The open