The World Is Mud-luscious And Puddle-wonderful.

If You Like My Poems Let Them Walk In The Evening, A Little Behind You

One Day Anyone Died I Guess (and Noone Stooped To Kiss His Face) Busy Folk Buried Them Side By Side Little By Little And Was By Was

More Each Particular Person Is(my Love) Alive Than Every World Can Understand And Now You Are And I Am Now And We're A Mystery That Will Never Happen Again, A Miracle Which Has Never Happened Before And Shining This Our Now Must Come To Then

I Carry Your Heart With Me(i Carry It In My Heart)

The World Is Mud-luscious And Puddle-wonderful.