Ideals
Ideals By Helen Steiner Rice Remember that idealsare like the stars up in the sky,You can never really reach them,hanging in the heavens high But like the mighty marinerWho sailed the storm-tossed sea,And used the…
My God Is No Stranger
My God Is No Stranger By Helen Steiner Rice God is no stranger in a faraway place,He’s as close as the wind that blows ‘cross my face.It’s true I can’t see the wind as it…