101 in Missing You

Although we may come from different worlds, we have a lot in common. We hate the Sins of this World and strive to improve. We want to love, for this World is ruled by Love, unprejudiced by discipline, knowledge, adroit rhetoric and Hollywood ectoplasm. I encompass multitudes, as I too am Walts child. My Heart is large, my Mind carries centuries. I muse and meditate and stand by you in your daily struggle. You may not want to read the dead poet; you may not want to peruse a stale, insipid saga; you may not want but peace and quiet for the Soul] Come with me then and we shall fly on a morrow chirp, we shall dissolve with dew inside a rosebud stretching its arms reaching for You and I] The I, which is a part of You.