There Is A Garden In Her Face,
Where Roses And White Lilies Blow;
A Heavenly Paradise Is That Place,
Wherein All Pleasant Fruits Do Grow.
There Cherries Grow That None May Buy,
Till Cherry Ripe Themselves Do Cry
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
Do More Thn Belong - Participate
Do More Thn Care - Help
Do More Thn Believe - Practice
Do More Thn b Fair - b Kind
Do More Thn 4give - 4get
Do More Thn Dream - Work
