Just some thoughts..

When i went blundering back to God,
My songs half written, my work half done,
Who knows that paths my bruised feet had trod,
What hills of peace or pain i won?

I hope God smiles and takes my hand,
And says " Poor truant, passionate fool!"
Life's book is hard to understand:
Why couldst thou not remain at school?"

Charles
Hanson
Towne



" Let me guess. You want to know why i tried to kill myself ?"