And It Is Still True,

These Are The Things I Learned: Share Everything, Play Fair. Don't Hit People. Put Things Back Where You Found Them. Clean Up Your Own Mess. Don't Take Things That Aren't Yours. Say You're Sorry When You Hurt Somebody. Wash Your Hands Before You Eat. Warm Cookies And Cold Milk Are Good For You. Live A Balanced Life. Learn Some And Think Some And Draw Some And Paint And Sing And Dance And Play And Work Some Every Day. Take A Nap Every Afternoon, And, When You Go Out Into The World, Watch For Traffic, Hold Hands, And Stick Together.

We Even Make Ourselves Up, Fusing What We Are With What We Wish Into What We Must Become. I'm Not Sure Why It Must Be So, But It Is.

I Love This Child. Red-haired - Patient And Gentle Like Her Mother - Fey And Funny Like Her Father. When She Giggles I Can Hear Him When He And I Were Young. I Am Part Of This Child. It May Be Only Because We Share Genes And That Therefore Smell Familiar To Each Other.... It May Be That A Part Of Me Lives In Her In Some Important Way.... But For Now, It's Jelly Beans And 'old Macdonald' That Unite Us.

I Once Listed All The Good Things I Did Over The Past Year, And Then Turned Them Into Resolution Form And Backdated Them. That Was A Good Feeling

I Think My Writing Is Part Of My Ministry.