When I was writing pretty poor poetry, this girl with midnight black hair told me to go on. – Carl Sandburg
Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away. – Carl Sandburg
When I was writing pretty poor poetry, this girl with midnight black hair told me to go on. – Carl Sandburg
Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away. – Carl Sandburg
Let a joy keep you. Reach out your hands and take it when it runs by. – Carl Sandburg