Now I know that much of parenthood is watching and waiting for the chick to fall into harm's way, watching and waiting for the cat...s and the cold nights. The joyous enterprise has an undercurrent of terror.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
What more is to love than I have loved? And if there be nothing more, O bright, O bright,... The chick, the chidder-barn and grassy chives And great moon, cricket-impresario, And, hoy, the impopulous purple-plated past, Hoy, hoy, the blue bulls kneeling down to rest.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »