Youth Means Love, Vows Can't

But How Carve Way I' The Life That Lies Before, If Bent On Groaning Ever For The Past?

All June I Bound The Rose In Sheaves, Now, Rose By Rose, I Strip The Leaves.

Once More On My Adventure Brave And New.

All Service Ranks The Same With God,- With God, Whose Puppets, Best And Worst, Are We: There Is No Last Nor First.

He Guides Me And The Bird. In His Good Time!