Unspoken Language (Lydia Howard Huntley Sigourney Poems)
LANGUAGE is slow. The mastery of wantsDoth teach it to the infant, drop by drop,As brooklets gather.Years of studious toilUnfold ...
LANGUAGE is slow. The mastery of wantsDoth teach it to the infant, drop by drop,As brooklets gather.Years of studious toilUnfold ...
One song can spark a moment, One flower can wake the dream One tree can start a forest, One bird ...
To believe is to know that every day is a new beginning. It is to trust that miracles happen, and ...
I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the clock strikes midnight. I have responsibilities ...
I asked God for strength, that I might achieve, I was made weak, that I might humbly obey. I asked ...
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