Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories