We Wish For More In Life Rather

A Birthday:-and Now A Day That Rose With Much Of Hope, With Meaning Rife- A Thoughtful Day From Dawn To Close: The Middle Day Of Human Life.

When Sparrows Build And The Leaves Break Forth My Old Sorrow Wakes And Cries.

There's No Dew Left On The Daisies And Clover; There's No Rain Left In Heaven.

And Bitter Waxed The Fray; Brother With Brother Spake No Word When They Met In The Way.

Children Bring Their Own Love With Them When They Come.