It Is Curious How Any

One Thing Is Certain, And I Have Always Known It - The Joys Of My Life Have Nothing To Do With Age. They Do Not Change. Flowers, The Morning And Evening Light, Music, Poetry, Silence, The Goldfinches Darting About

It Is Dark Now. The Snow Is Deep Blue And The Ocean Nearly Black. It Is Time For Some Music.

In A Total Work, The Failures Have Their Not Unimportant Place.

Have The Courage To Write Whatever Your Dream Is For Yourself.

Poems Like To Have A Destination For Their Flight. They Are Homing Pigeons.