Since My Fried Left Me,i've Got Nothing

Once I Spoke The Language Of The Flowers, Once I Understood Each Word The Caterpillar Said, Once I Smiled In Secret At The Gossip Of The Starlings, And Shared A Conversation With The Housefly In My Bed. Once I Heard And Answered All The Questions Of The Crickets, And Joined The Crying Of Each Falling Dying Flake Of Snow, Once I Spoke The Language Of The Flowers. . . . How Did It Go? How Did It Go?

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There Is A Place Where The Sidewalk Ends, And Before The Street Begins, And There The Grass Grows Soft And White, And There The Sun Burns Crimson Bright, And There The Moon-bird Rests From His Flight To Cool In The Peppermint Wind.

The Little Boy And The Old Man Said The Little Boy, "sometimes I Drop My Spoon." Said The Old Man, "i Do That Too." The Little Boy Whispered, "i Wet My Pants." I Do That Too," Laughed The Little Old Man. Said The Little Boy, "i Often Cry." The Old Man Nodded, "so Do I." But Worst Of All," Said The Boy, "it Seems Grown-ups Don't Pay Attention To Me." And He Felt The Warmth Of A Wrinkled Old Hand. I Know What You Mean," Said The Little Old Man.

How Many Slams In An Old Screen Door? Depends How Loud You Shut It. How Many Slices In A Bread? Depends How Thin You Cut It. How Much Good Inside A Day? Depends How Good You Live 'em. How Much Love Inside A Friend? Depends How Much You Give 'em.