Oh, God, If I Were Sure I

I'll Teach You How To Jump On The Wind's Back, And Then Away We Go.

A Safe But Sometimes Chilly Way Of Recalling The Past Is To Force Open A Crammed Drawer. If You Are Searching For Anything In Particular You Don't Find It, But Something Falls Out At The Back That Is Often More Interesting.

Because You See When A New Baby Laughs For The First Time A New Fairy Is Born, And As There Are Always New Babies There Are Always New Fairies. They Live In Nests On The Tops Of Trees; And The Mauve Ones Are Boys And The White Ones Are Girls, And The Blue Ones Are Just Little Sillies Who Are Not Sure What They Are.

Can Anything Harm Us, Mother, After The Night-lights Are Lit?" Nothing, Precious," She Said; "they Are The Eyes A Mother Leaves Behind Her To Guard Her Children.

Those Who Bring Sunshine Into The Lives Of Others Cannot Keep It From Themselves.