By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 10, 2019 Richard L. EvansThe Spoken Word1 January 1961 THE PRESENT FOREVER FACES THE FUTURE “The town clock is striking midnight. The cold of the night wind is urging its way in at the door and window-crevice; the fire has sunk almost to the third bar of the grate. Still my dream tires not, … Love has blended into reverence; passion has subsided into joyous content. And what if age comes, … What els...
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