I'm Not A Teacher, But

He Is All Pine And I Am Apple Orchard. My Apple Trees Will Never Get Across And Eat The Cones Under His Pines, I Tell Him. He Only Says, "good Fences Make Good Neighbors.

Suddenly, Quietly, You Realize That - From This Moment Forth - You Will No Longer Walk Through This Life Alone. Like A New Sun This Awareness Arises Within You, Freeing You From Fear, Opening Your Life. It Is The Beginning Of Love, And The End Of All That Came Before.

Summary Riposte To The Dreary Wail There's No Knowing What Love Is All About. Poets Know A Lot.

Always Fall In With What You're Asked To Accept. Take What Is Given, And Make It Over Your Way. My Aim In Life Has Always Been To Hold My Own With Whatever's Going. Not Against: With.

The Rain To The Wind Said, You Push And I'll Pelt.' They So Smote The Garden Bed That The Flowers Actually Knelt, And Lay Lodged--though Not Dead. I Know How The Flowers Felt.