I Am! I Have Come

The People Will Live On.the Learning And Blundering People Will Live On.

Didn't You Tie The Mittens On Her Feet (wednesday Evening's) Extra Special Nice? Yes--she Is An Extra Special Nice Pigeon. She Cries For Pity When She Wants Pity. And She Shuts Her Eyes When She Doesn't Want To Look At You. And If You Look Deep In Her Eyes When Her Eyes Are Open You Will See Lights There Exactly Like The Lights On The Pastures And The Meadows When The Mist Is Drifting On A Wednesday Evening Just Between The Twilight And Gloaming.

I'll Die Propped Up In Bed Trying To Do A Poem About America.

The Moon Is A Friend For The Lonesome To Talk To.

There Are Men And Women So Lonely They Believe God, Too, Is Lonely.