A Baby Is God's Opinion That Life

I Have Written Some Poetry That I Don't Understand Myself.

An Ambition Is A Little Creeper That Creeps And Creeps In Your Heart Night And Day, Singing A Little Song, "come And Find Me, Come And Find Me."

Tell No Man Anything, For No Man Listens Yet Hold Thy Lips Ready To Speak.

There Are Dreams Stronger Than Death. Men And Women Die Holding These Dreams.

I Can Remember Only A Few Of The Strange And Curious Words Now Dead But Living And Spoken By The English People A Thousand Years Ago.