There is so much I have not been, so much I have not seen. I have not thought and have not done or felt enough — the early sun, rain and the seasonal delight of flocks of ducks and geese in flight, the mysteries of late-at-night. I still need time to read a book, write poems, paint a picture, look at scenes and faces dear to me. There is something more to be of value — something I should find within myself — as peace of mind, patience, grace and being kind. I shall take and I shall give, while yet, there is so much to live for — rainbows, stars that gleam, the fields, the hills, the hope, the dreams, the truth that one must seek. I'll stay here — treasure every day and love the world in my own way!