You may not be by my side today, but you are in my heart forever. Monday, October 24, 2011. Looked at her broken toy. Tears rolled down her cherry cheeks. Knew not the troubles of the world. Her doll had broken,. And so her naïve heart. Daddy would get her another. She wanted it back! 8220;Never would it happen again. She said with cheeks moist and twinkling eyes. Wept for a petty doll. So stupid, so dull and immature! Her doll never was fixed again.

In jest, the best and the rest. But something ere the end. Some work of noble note may yet be done. Through these mountains of lore. Where the heart is without fear. And the mind full of uproar. Of pealing laughter and rejoice. Of triumph in every voice. A jarred inkling every way. That bids you forever to stay. Where the Sun raises its head first. To the welcome of chirping birds. Where the mist catches your breath.