What I Aspired To Be And Was

The Candid Incline To Surmise Of Late That The Christian Faith Proves False.

All Will Be Gay When Noontide Wakes Anew The Buttercups, The Little Children's Dower.

But There Are Times When Patience Proves At Fault.

All Poetry Is Putting The Infinite Within The Finite.

I Think, Am Sure, A Brother's Love Exceeds All The World's Loves In Its Unworldliness.