On The Grave Of A Young Cavalry Officer Killed In The Valley Of Virginia
by Herman Melville
Beauty and youth, with manners sweet, and
friends--
Gold, yet a mind not unenriched had he
Whom here low violets veil from eyes.
But all these gifts transcended be:
His happier fortune in this mound you see.
by Kate BaerWhen in doubt, try it on. Keep it simple.
Don’t waste time worrying if they will see
you from behind. No one on this entire
earth cares more about your life than you.
Eat a breakfast. Find a God. Make ...