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“I don’t believe he deserves the thousands of poems I’ve written about him, but life doesn’t follow rules. We do things for people who don’t necessarily deserve it. But we liked it, we loved it and fell in love enough to write about it.”

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“It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love— I and my Annabel Lee— With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me— Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding sea.”

“Dear Father in Heaven, I thank thee this day for blessings and mercies thou sendest my way. I thank thee for comfort ‘mid thunderous storms. I cling to thy good word when life feels forlorn. I ask for enough strength to bear life’s assaults. I pray thou wilt forgive my weakness and faults. Dear Father in Heaven, be mindful of all. Please teach us to follow thy counsel and call. And when life has taught us to love and to give, I pray, Heavenly Father, with thee we might live.”

“You lay so still in the sunshine, So still in that hot sweet hour— That the timid things of the forest land Came close; a butterfly lit on your hand, Mistaking it for a flower. You scarcely breathed in your slumber, So dreamless it was, so deep— While the warm air stirred in my veins like wine, The air that had blown through a jasmine vine, But you slept—and I let you sleep.”