Man That Is Of Woman Born Is

One Of The Hardest Things In Life To Accept Is A Called Third Strike.

Gathering Leaves Spades Take Up Leaves No Better Than Spoons, And Bags Full Of Leaves Are Light As Balloons. I Make A Great Noise Of Rustling All Day Like Rabbit And Deer Running Away. But The Mountains I Raise Elude My Embrace, Flowing Over My Arms And Into My Face. I May Load And Unload Again And Again Till I Fill The Whole Shed, And What Have I Then? Next To Nothing For Weight, And Since They Grew Duller From Contact With Earth, Next To Nothing For Color. Next To Nothing For Use. But A Crop Is A Crop, And Who's To Say Where The Harvest Shall Stop?

A Jury Consists Of Twelve Persons Chosen To Decide Who Has The Better Lawyer.

If There Is One Thing In Life That I Have Learned About Life It Is... It Goes On.

What Is This Talked-of Mystery Of Birth. But Being Mounted Bareback On The Earth?