me too, I have my pocket credo
but don't go and repeat it before the garrulous winds
and the passing crowds
they'd laugh at you
but don't go and repeat it before the garrulous winds
and the passing crowds
they'd laugh at you
A diverse collection of poems I like.
If, gracious God, in life’s green ardent year,
A thousand times thy patient love I tried;
With reckless heart, with conscience hard and sear,
Thy gifts perverted, and thy power defied!