Category: Poetry
Poems of Life
Words fail me when I strive to say What you’ve meant to me--for so long a day Hope--Inspiration--Sympathy. Steadfast and true, whate’er might be. O priv’lege rarest to the end As in the past, to call you--_friend_.
Category: Poetry
Words fail me when I strive to say What you’ve meant to me--for so long a day Hope--Inspiration--Sympathy. Steadfast and true, whate’er might be. O priv’lege rarest to the end As in the past, to call you--_friend_.
Words fail me when I strive to say What you’ve meant to me--for so long a day Hope--Inspiration--Sympathy. Steadfast and true, whate’er might be. O priv’lege rarest to the end A...
2. Part 2Brother Dick and I one day Watched Mrs. Spider spin away: My, how she spun, and spun, and spun, Until she had her web all done! Then, brother Dick, he said to me: “Now, where ca...