My Life
I'm starting out on a voyage,
With heart full and head held high,
To sail the ocean, whether calm or rough,
Out under heaven's blue sky.
The voyage will be long and weary, I know,
But I hope many bright stars will appear.
So I'll sail my ship through calm or strife
With scarce a thought of fear.
I'll stay not here in this quiet place,
Where small ripples blow gently by,
But out on the deep, on the stormy sea,
There, out there, will be I.
- Cynthia Mallory Gardner
Spring 1934, age 12
1 comments:
OK - WHERE in the HE^* are all the feathers coming from? Geez! As for the facial expressions - completely amazing! :)
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