Hold Fast To Dreams, For If Dreams

Books -where If People Suffered, They Suffered In Beautiful Language, Not In Monosyllables, As We Did In Kansas

Life Is A System Of Half-truths And Lies, Opportunistic, Convenient Evasion.

Road's In Front O' Me, Nothin' To Do But Walk.

Humor Is Laughing At What You Haven't Got When You Ought To Have It.

I Loved My Friend He Went Away From Me There's Nothing More To Say The Poem Ends, Soft As It Began- I Loved My Friend.