…misfortune Was Much More Interesting To Her

Hither,hither, From Thy Home,airy Sprite, I Bid Thee Come! Born Of Roses, Fed On Dew, Charms And Potions Canst Thow Brew? Bring Me Here, With Elfin Speed,the Fragment Philter Witch I Need; Make It Sweet And Swift And Stong, Spirite Amserw Now My Song Hither I Come, From My Airy Home, Afar Silver Moon. Take Magic Spell, And Use It Well. Or Its Powers Will Vanish Soon!

But, Like All Happiness, It Did Not Last Long.

Now And Then, In This Workaday World, Things Do Happen In The Delightful Storybook Fashion, And What A Comfort That Is.

To Me, Love Isn't All. I Must Look Up, Not Down, Trust And Honor With My Whole Heart, And Find Strenght And Integrity To Lean On

We'll All Grow Up Someday, Meg, We Might As Well Know What We Want. ~amy March~