I Cling To Nowhere Until I Fall

Longing, It May Be, Is The Gift No Other Gift Supplies.

A Wounded Deer Leaps The Highest.

My Life Had Stood - A Loaded Gun - In Corners - Till A Day The Owner Passed - Identified - And Carried Me Away -

I Was Almost Persuaded To Be A Christian. I Thought I Never Again Could Be Thoughtless And Worldly. But I Soon Forgot My Morning Prayer Or Else It Was Irksome To Me. One By One My Old Habits Returned And I Cared Less For Religion Than Ever.

Hold Dear To Your Parents For It Is A Scary And Confusing World Without Them.