Friday, November 11, 2005

The Sick Chicken by Winslow Homer-1874

I live for those who love me,
Whose hearts are kind and true;
For the Heaven that smiles above me,
And awaits my spirit too;
For all human ties that bind me,
For the task by God assigned me,
For the bright hopes yet to find me,
And the good that I can do.
-George Linnaeus Banks (1821–1881)