Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Appreciation Auntie did you feel no pain Falling from that willow tree? Could you do it, please again 'Cos my…
Patience has its limits. Take it too far, and it's cowardice.
Caught in the Rain on My Way to the Sandy Lake Listen not to the rain beating against the trees.…