The shadows now so long do grow,That brambles like tall cedars show,Molehills seem mountains, and the antAppears a monstrous elephant.
The shadows now so long do grow,That brambles like tall cedars show,Molehills seem mountains, and the antAppears a monstrous elephant.
All my ambition is, I own, to profit and to please unknown; like streams supplied from springs below, which scatter blessings as they go.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories