Buttercups, bright eyed and bold, hold their chalices of gold to catch the sunshine and the dew.Collection: Flower
And the stately lilies stand Fair in the silvery light, Like saintly vestals, pale in prayer; Their pure breath sanctifies the air, As its fragrance fills the night.Collection: Prayer
Stars will blossom in the darkness, Violets bloom beneath the snow.Collection: Stars
No mother who stands upon low ground herself can hope to place her children upon a loftier plane. They may reach it, but it will not be through her.Collection: Mother
Grass grows at last above all graves.Collection: Hope
April's rare capricious loveliness.Collection: Spring
Around in silent grandeur stood The stately children of the wood; Maple and elm and towering pine Mantled in folds of dark woodbine.Collection: Children
Aspirations pure and high Strength to do and to endure Heir of all the Ages, I Lo! I am no longer poor!Collection: Age
Who soweth good seed shall surely reap; The year grows rich as it groweth old, And life's latest sands are its sands of gold!Collection: Inspirational