31 January 2013

It ain't no use to grumble and complain;



It ain’t no use to grumble and complain;

It’s jest as cheap and easy to rejoice:

When God sorts out the weather and sends rain,

W’y, rain’s my choice.



James Whitcomb Riley

30 January 2013

"All the others can sing ...."





“All the others can sing,” he dolefully said,

“All the others can sing,” said he.

So he sat and drooped.  But, as far and wide

The music was borne on the air’s warm tide,

And he lifted his head as within him it stirred;

“If I cannot sing, I can listen!” he cried,

“Ho, ho, I can listen!” he cried.

Julia C R Dorr

28 January 2013

Be like a bird, halting in his flight



Be like a bird, halting in his flight

Awhile in boughs so light,

Feels them give way beneath him and yet sings,

Knowing that he hath wings.


Victor Hugo

23 January 2013