Ashes Of Soldiers by Walt Whitman Again a verse for sake of you,You soldiers in the ranks–you Volunteers,Who bravely fighting, silent fell,To fill unmention’d graves. ASHES of soldiers!As I muse, retrospective, murmur…
Under his helmet, up against his pack,After so many days of work and waking,Sleep took him by the brow and laid him back. There, in the happy no-time of his sleeping,Death took him by the heart. There heaved a quaking…
Montague Silver, the finest street man and art grafter in the West, says to me once in Little Rock: “If you ever lose your mind, Billy, and get too old to do honest swindling among grown men, go to New York. In the We…
A mother and a baby camel were lying around, and suddenly the baby camel asked, “mother, may I ask you some questions? The mother said, “Sure! Why son, is there something bothering you? Baby said, “Why do camels have …
If baby only wanted to, he could fly up to heaven this moment.It is not for nothing that he does not leave us.He loves to rest his head on mother’s bosom, and cannot everbear to lose sight of her.Baby know all manner …
I wish I could take a quiet corner in the heart of my baby’s veryown world.I know it has stars that talk to him, and a sky that stoopsdown to his face to amuse him with its silly clouds and rainbows.Those who make bel…