But not content,
Wishing to own two thousand acres,
I bustled through the years with axe and plow,
Toiling, denying myself, my wife, my sons, my daughters.
But not content,
Wishing to own two thousand acres,
I bustled through the years with axe and plow,
Toiling, denying myself, my wife, my sons, my daughters.
Degenerate sons and daughters,
Life is too strong for you--
It takes life to love Life.
I went to the city for themes and to enrich my art;
There married the banker's daughter,
And later became president of the bank-
Always looking forward to some leisure
To write an epic novel of the war.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories