Carl Sandburg

Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands, and goes to work

Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands, and goes to work

Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess what is seen during read more

Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess what is seen during a moment.

Nothing happens unless first a dream.

Nothing happens unless first a dream.

A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and read more

A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for

I never made a mistake in grammar but once in my life and as soon as I done it I read more

I never made a mistake in grammar but once in my life and as soon as I done it I seen it.