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I Believe In Reaching Out  (by: Unknown)
I believe in reaching out
and touching from the heart.
I believe that if we touch,
a gift we can impart.
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I Taught Myself To Live Simply  (by: Anna Akhmatova)
I taught myself to live simply and wisely,
to look at the sky and pray to God,
and to wander long before evening
to tire my superfluous worries.
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In Hardwood Groves  (by: Robert Frost (1875 - 1963))
Before the leaves can mount again
To fill the trees with another shade,
They must go down past things coming up.
They must go down into the dark decayed.
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In Tempore Senectutis  (by: Ernest Dowson (1867-1900))
When I am old,
And sadly steal apart,
Into the dark and cold,
Friend of my heart!
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In The Downhill Of Life  (by: William Collins (1721 - 1759))
In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining,
May my lot no less fortunate be
Than a snug elbow-chair can afford for reclining,
And a cot that o'erlooks the wide sea;
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Lessons of Life Poems Books

In The Long Run  (by: Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850 - 1919))
If we could dwell there, ever more alone, While unrecorded years slip by apace, Forgetting and forgotten and unknown By aught save native song-birds of the place...
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Irony  (by: Amy Lowell (1874 - 1925))
The moon-pursuing sea, to come again.
Their hearts are blown away on the hot breeze.
Only the shells and stones can wait to be
Washed bright.
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It's Not Enough  (by: Unknown)
It's not enough to have a dream,
Unless you're willing to pursue it.
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It's Up To You  (by: Unknown)
One song can spark a moment,
One flower can wake the dream.
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Jabberwocky  (by: Lewis Caroll (1832 - 1898))
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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