It's So Easy That When You Begin

When The Day Comes That I Kneel By Your Bedside And See Your Eyes Close, Or You Kneel By Mine, It Must Be That The One Who Waits Behind Shall Know The Parting Is Not All.

However Many Years She Lived, Mary Always Felt That 'she Should Never Forget That First Morning When Her Garden Began To Grow'.

Are You Learning Me By Heart, Little Sara?" He Said, Stroking Her Hair. "no," She Answered. "i Know You By Heart. You Are Inside My Heart.

Two Things Cannot Be In One Place. Where You Tend A Rose, My Lad, A Thistle Cannot Grow.

Of Course There Must Be Lots Of Magic In The World, But People Don't Know What It Is Like Or How To Make It.