Unless I'm Wrong I But Obey The

I Never Feel More At Home Than At A Ballgame.

Something We Were Withholding Made Us Weak, Until We Found It Was Ourselves.

I Hope To Leave Behind A Few Poems It Will Be Hard To Get Rid Of.

'warm In December, Cold In June, You Say?' I Don't Suppose The Water's Changed At All. You And I Know Enough To Know It's Warm Compared With Cold, And Cold Compared With Warm. But All The Fun's In How You Say A Thing.

You've Got To Love What's Lovable, And Hate What's Hateable. It Takes Brains To See The Difference.