Nature, Like Us Is Sometimes Caught Without

Judge Tenderly Of Me.

I . . . Am Small, Like The Wren, And My Hair Is Bold Like The Chestnut Burr; And My Eyes Like The Sherry In The Glass That The Guest Leaves.

The Older I Grow The More Do I Love Spring And Spring Flowers. Is It So With You?

The Only Commandment I Ever Obeyed — 'consider The Lilies.

Bring Me The Sunset In A Cup.