Occupation: Poet Birth: February 22, 1857 Death: January 7, 1927
This world o' God's is brighter Than we ever dream or know; Its burdens growin' lighter- An' it's Love that makes 'em so! An' I'm thankful that I'm l….
The closed door and the sealed lips are prerequisites to tyranny..
Sweetheart, when you walk my way, Be it dark or be it day; Dreary winter, fairy May, I shall know and greet you. For each day of grief or grace ….
So many creeds like the weeds in the sod - so many temples, and only one God..
Taint no use to sit and whine 'Cause the fish ain't on your line; Bait your hook an' keep on tryin', Keep a-goin'!.
See the wild birds on the wing, Hear the bells that sweetly ring, When you feel like singin', sing-- Keep a-goin'!.