Never Brag, Never Bluster, Never Blush.

All June I Bound The Rose In Sheaves, Now, Rose By Rose, I Strip The Leaves.

I Give The Fight Up: Let There Be An End, A Privacy, An Obscure Nook For Me. I Want To Be Forgotten Even By God.

Praise Is Deeper Than The Lips

What Joy Is Better Than The News Of Friends?

Truth Is Within Ourselves.