I Go To School The Youth To

The Sister's Face Fell All In Wrinkles Of Responsibility. She Wanted To Do Right. She'd Have To Think.

The Heart Can Think Of No Devotion Greater Than Being Shore To The Ocean- Holding The Curve Of One Position, Counting An Endless Repetition.

Writing A Poem Is Discovering.

The Father Is Always A Republican Toward His Son, And His Mother's Always A Democrat.

I Hope To Leave Behind A Few Poems It Will Be Hard To Get Rid Of.