• Childhood

    She does not know that rooms are bleak and bare,
    That poverty dwells with us all the while;
    It is enough for her that I am there
    To praise her little deeds, to sing and smile.... more »

  • Values

    It doesn't matter much, I know,
    In all this world of grief and woe,
    That one small girl of half-past four
    Is never watching any more,... more »