If Only The Best Birds Sang, The

What We Do Belongs To What We Are; And What We Are Is What Becomes Of Us.

I Shall Grow Old, But Never Lose Life's Zest, Because The Road's Last Turn Will Be The Best.

Gratitude Is A Two Fold Love - Love Coming To Visit Us, And Love Running Out To Greet A Welcome Guest.

Even If We Should Find Another Eden, We Would Not Be Fit To Enjoy It Perfectly Nor Stay In It Forever.

So Let The Way Wind Up The Hill Or Down, O’er Rough Or Smooth, The Journey Will Be Joy; Still Seeking What I Sought When But A Boy, New Friendship, High Adventure, And A Crown. My Heart Will Keep The Courage Of The Quest, And Hope The Road’s Last Turn Will Be The Best.