Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate;
As the voyage along thru life;
'Tis the will of the soul
That decides the goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox
A deadly viper once bit a hole snipe's hide; But 'twas the viper, not the snipe, that died.
- dave
- El Paso, Texas, United States
- Native Texan · Navy Veteran · Various Scars and Tattoos · No Talent, but yet a Character
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