“Gather up In the arms of your love—Those who expect No love from above.”

“7 x 7 + love = An amount Infinitely above: 7 x 7 - love.”

“I loved my friendHe went away from meThere's nothing more to sayThe poem ends,Soft as it began-I loved my friend.”

“As much as they loved Negroes, Neroes didn't seem to love Michael and Anne.”

“Out of love,No regrets--Though the goodnessBe wasted forever.Out of love,No regrets--Though the returnBe never.”

“You and I By Henry Alford My hand is lonely for your clasping, dear; My ear is tired waiting for your call. I want your strength to help, your laugh to cheer; Heart, soul and senses need you, one and all. I droop without your full, frank sympathy; We ought to be together—you and I; We want each other so, to comprehend The dream, the hope, things planned, or seen, or wrought. Companion, comforter and guide and friend, As much as love asks love, does thought ask thought. Life is so short, so fast the lone hours fly, We ought to be together, you and I.”

“Gather out of star-dust,Earth-dust,Cloud-dust,Storm-dust,And splinters of hail,One handful of dream-dust,Not for sale.”