walk amongst the wild-berries my children to reach the natal plums
teach the young to be wise in God's garden there are many flowers with thorns even thorns give new life in the sun.
America, America a wise man once told me, "Don't waste your life being sad ... there is more happiness in love than hate there is more joy in cheerfulness than bitterness look up at the sky my sons, my daughters, my children, you are not the lonely ones."
