Nature's First Green Is Gold.

It Takes All Sorts Of In And Outdoor Schooling To Get Adapted To My Kind Of Fooling.

The Heart Can Think Of No Devotion Greater Than Being Shore To The Ocean- Holding The Curve Of One Position, Counting An Endless Repetition.

Have Courage And A Little Willingness To Venture And Be Defeated.

A Poem Begins With A Lump In The Throat

Something There Is That Doesn't Love A Wall, And Wants It Down.