Love doesn’t sit there like a stone.
It has to be made like bread;
Remade all the time,
…Made new.
Love doesn’t sit there like a stone.
It has to be made like bread;
Remade all the time,
…Made new.
What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step.
The conservative spirit of the child always makes him think of the latest as the last.
Flying Crooked The butterfly, a cabbage-white, (His honest idiocy of flight) Will never now, it is too late, Master the…