There were times when I was happy; there were times when I was sad.
by J. Evans Walter
There were times when I was cheerful; there were times when I was glad.
But, the times when I was happy; and, the times when I was glad,
Were the times I spent with you, my love--the best times I ever had!
Alone It's so dreary to be alone, with no one by your side.
A soul minus a song; a heart lost, for love to abide.
To live in an Ivory Tower, and do it willfully,
is different from a lonely hour, with no one here with me.
Alone in a world all full of lively human beings.
Depressed, unlively, dull--even void of hopeful dreams.
It's so dreary to be alone, in a world of hope and cheer--
While others are singing a song, and are happy throughout the year.
Life's Great Mystery What is Life's great mystery? "Born to die," say some.
"Eat, drink and be merry, for there is no millennium."
Others seek a higher goal, for the life they love so dear.
"Every man does have a soul, and heaven is very near."
What is Life's great mystery? Why are we born to die?
Why, what makes ships sail on the sea? And what makes airplanes fly?