If but one message, I may leave behind, One single word of courage for my kind, It would be this – Oh, brother, sister, friend, Whatever life may bri…

- Grace Noll Crowell

Home may be near, Home may be far - But it is anywhere love And a few plain household treasures are.

- Grace Noll Crowell

God, make me brave for life: oh, braver than this. Let me straighten after pain, As a tree straightens after the rain, Shining and lovely again. God,…

- Grace Noll Crowell

Whatever else be lost among the years, Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing: Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears, Let us hold close one d…

- Grace Noll Crowell

How can I find the shining word, the glowing phrase that tells all that your love has meant to me, all that your friendship spells? There is no word,…

- Grace Noll Crowell

Girl with the burning golden eyes, And red-bird song, and snowy throat: I bring you gold and silver moons, And diamond stars, and mists that fl…

- Grace Noll Crowell

Let me come in when you are weeping, friend, and let me take your hand. I, who have known a sorrow such as yours, can understand.

- Grace Noll Crowell

God wrote His loveliest poem on the day He made the first silver poplar tree, And set it high upon a pale-gold hill For all the new enchanted earth t…

- Grace Noll Crowell

The day will bring some lovely thing.

- Grace Noll Crowell