Home Is Where You Feel At Home.

Don't Wanna Sleep, Don't Wanna Die, Just Wanna Go A-travellin' Through The Pastures Of The Sky

We All, Sometimes, Leave Each Other There Under The Skies, And We Never Understand Why.

June, July, All Through The Warm Months She Hibernated Like A Winter Animal Who Did Not Know Spring Had Come And Gone.

Lively, Too. Talky As A Jaybird. With Something Smart To Say On Every Subject: Better Than The Radio.

I Feel That All A Writer Has Is His Own Experience.