Don't Ask Me How I

‎"does All The Beauty Of The World Stop When You Die?" "no," Said The Old Oak; "it Will Last Much Longer - Longer Than I Can Even Think Of." "well, Then," Said The Little May-fly, "we Have The Same Time To Live; Only We Reckon Differently.

I Never Dreamed Of So Much Happiness When I Was The Ugly Duckling!

But A Mermaid Has No Tears, And Therefore She Suffers So Much More.

It Was Clear To Me, As I Glanced Back Over My Earlier Life, That A Loving Providence Watched Over Me, That All Was Directed For Me By A Higher Power.

My Life Is A Lovely Story, Happy And Full Of Incident.