My Heart Is Like A Singing Bird.

Were There No God, We Would Be In This Glorious World With Grateful Hearts, And No One To Thank.

All Earth's Full Rivers Can Not Fillthe Sea That Drinking Thirsteth Still.

Yet If You Should Forget Me For A While And Afterwards Remember, Do Not Grieve: For If The Darkness And Corruption Leave A Vestige Of The Thoughts That Once I Had, Better By Far You Should Forget And Smile Than That You Should Remember And Be Sad.

Let Bygones Be Bygones.

Spring's An Expansive Time: Yet I Don't Trust March With Its Peck Of Dust, Nor April With Its Rainbow-crowned Brief Showers, Nor Even May, Whose Flowers One Frost May Wither Thro' The Sunless Hours.