Come when the nights are bright with stars Or when the moon is mellow; Come when the sun his golden bars Drops on the hay-field yellow. Come in the twilight soft and gray, Come in the night or come in the day, Come, O love, whene'er you may, And you are welcome, welcome.
You are sweet, O Love, dear Love, You are soft as the nesting dove. Come to my heart and bring it rest As the bird flies home to its welcome nest.
Come when my heart is full of grief Or when my heart is merry; Come with the falling of the leaf Or with the redd'ning cherry. Come when the year's first blossom blows, Come when the summer gleams and glows, Come with the winter's drifting snows, And you are welcome, welcome.
Human Family By Maya Angelou I note the obvious differencesin the human family.Some of us are serious,some thrive on comedy. Some declare their lives are livedas true profundity,and others claim they really livethe real reality….
I Love You By Ella Wheeler Wilcox I love your lips when they’re wet with wine And red with a wild desire;I love your eyes when the lovelight lies Lit with a passionate…
Storms Bring Out The Eagles But The Little Birds Take Cover By Helen Steiner Rice When the “storms of life”Gather darkly ahead,I think of these wonderful wordsI once read. And I say to myselfAs “threatening…
The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as…
Equality By Maya Angelou You declare you see me dimlythrough a glass which will not shine,though I stand before you boldly,trim in rank and marking time.You do own to hear me faintlyas a whisper out…
Haunted Houses By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow All houses wherein men have lived and died Are haunted houses. Through the open doors The harmless phantoms on their errands glide, With feet that make no sound upon…
