The Rose Saith In The Dewy Morn,

Because The Birthday Of My Life Is Come, My Love Is Come To Me.

Christmas Hath A Beauty ... Lovelier Than The World Can Show.

Obedience Is The Fruit Of Faith; Patience Is The Early Blossom On The Tree Of Faith.

Where Innocent Bright-eyes Daisies Are With Blades Of Grass Between, Each Daisy Stands Up Like A Star Out Of A Sky Of Green.

Let Bygones Be Bygones.