Low dust clouds bristled In the sky but I did not see;A lone grackle whistled A warning I did not perceive.The world would not cease turning In its cr..
I have nothing to offerExcept this small heart of mine.You come with laughter.I have a past much maligned.You come with true storiesAnd many talkative..
What made you first look upon meMakes me joyful in my heartFor you saw something that could be.What made you first look upon meIs what the others coul..
Weary day surrenders to night; She wears a pleasant countenance.Echoes of traffic hush the strife Of a long day; a moment of silenceMakes still even t..
Some people - unpopular in stature - Slip away into death unnoticedSofter than a falling feather That little earns a second glanceBut the good deeds o..