To the River Charles (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
River! that in silence windest Through the meadows, bright and free, Till at length thy rest thou findest In the ...
River! that in silence windest Through the meadows, bright and free, Till at length thy rest thou findest In the ...
Every old man I see Reminds me of my father When he had fallen in love with death One time ...
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
Sitting on the front porch enjoying a peaceful summer day, Writing down the words that He's given me to say. ...
So easy to get cynical to see the glass half empty to walk about in a stupor in the rush ...
Shining like the maples brightly in autumn the greens transformed in colors of the rainbow singing joyously praises to the ...
The psalmist reminds me God is far higher than me I tremble, am in awe at the wonder of Him ...
So much a part of us, of our lives our life together, with each other, with them Constant reminds, gifts ...
A restless group of teens Gathered around a large circle Listening to me read the scripture Nodding at the intent ...
The cold in the air reminds me of the country fair the candied apple, the hot burnt sausage sub the ...
Forget the frank, Give me the Fenway sausage. Lansdowne or Yawkey, Just give me the street, the crowds, the carts. ...
By way of a vanished bridge we cross this river as a cloud of lifted snow would ascend a mountain. ...
This saying good-by on the edge of the dark And the cold to an orchard so young in the bark ...
Gnashing teeth, a grinding meet of molars crashing cuspid on cuspid and the fracture of a piece, of pressure not ...
To the tune of "Happy Event Is Nigh" The wind ceases; fallen flowers pile high. Outside my screen, petals collect ...
I'll tell thee everything I can: There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
'Haddock's Eyes' or 'The Aged Aged Man' or 'Ways and Means' or 'A-Sitting On A Gate' I'll tell thee everything ...
I'll tell thee everything I can; There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate. ...
I watched the winter light die from the bridge, the sky a sinking empire's battleship, ice floes' jagged edges clink ...
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
I. I dream of you walking at night along the streams of the country of my birth, warm blooms and ...
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
Behold I bring you tidings of great joyâ?" especially now that the snow & gale are stillâ?" for Henry is ...
All that hair flashing over the Atlantic, Henry's girl's gone. She'll find Paris a sweet place as many times he ...
I search for love and find my soul With you, my love, I am whole And the mystic love that ...
Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of "I Thought about ...
The first rain reminds me Of the rising summer dust. The rain doesn't remember the rain of yesteryear. A year ...
Some people find out they are Jews. They can't believe it. Thy had always hated Jews. As children they had ...
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