There was a child Went forth every day, And the first object he look’d upon That object he became, And that object became part of

"I tramp the perpetual journey." Walt Whitman
There was a child Went forth every day, And the first object he look’d upon That object he became, And that object became part of
“The past is a very determined ghost, haunting every chance it gets.” ― Laura Miller, Butterfly Weeds You must exercise care when visiting The Frog
“When Great Trees Fall” When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety.