Our Beauty.

Live with dignity,

women,

live with dignity,

men.

Few things will enhance your,

beauty as much.

They Might Hold Hands.

Maybe if I brought the moon a little closer,
lovers would argue less,
they might hold hands,
and say,
"I think God is up to something wonderful!"

A spider is a little thing,

But once a spider saved a king,

The little bees are wiser far

Then buffaloes or lions are . . .

A little pen may write a word

By which a nation shall be stirred.

A little money, wisely spent,

A world of sorrow may prevent,

A little counsel, rightly given,

May lift a sinful soul to Heaven . . .

A little fault, if left to grow,

An emperor may overthrow,

A little word but spoke in jest,

May rob your neighbor of his rest,

A little selfishness and pride

The kindest household may divide.

Little vices many times

Out-Herod felonies and crimes,

And little virtues in the sum

Great excellencies do become.

One of my favorite poems from Luken sisters that published this in the 1800's.

A Man of Words and Not of Deeds

A man of words and not of deeds

Is like a garden full of weeds;
And when the weeds begin to grow,
It's like a garden full of snow;
And when the snow begins to fall,
It's like a bird upon the wall;
And when the bird away does fly,
It's like an eagle in the sky;
And when the sky begins to roar,
It's like a lion at the door;
And when the door begins to crack,
It's like a stick across your back;
And when your back begins to smart,
It's like a penknife in your heart;
And when your heart begins to bleed,
You're dead, and dead, and dead, indeed.

-Anon