A breeze discovered my open book And began to flutter the leaves to look.
All the fun's in how you say a thing.
There is one thing more exasperating than a wife who can cook and won't, and that's a wife who can't cook and will.
They would not find me changed from him they knew— Only more sure of all I thought was true.
The hurt is not enough: I long for weight and strength. To feel the earth as rough to all my length.
The father is always a Republican toward his son, and his mother's always a Democrat.