In addition to the scrapbook, though, there are many clippings of poems and his own writings in the file folders I have in my possession. Occasionally I go through some of these folders. I may not live long enough to process them all.
Here are a couple examples of the sort of thing he found appealing.
A LITTLE PARTY
I had a little party this afternoon
at three, "Twas very small,
Three guests in all, Just I, Myself
Myself ate up the sandwiches, And
I drank up the tea, and it was I who
ate the pie and passed the cake to me.
--Jessica Nelson North
1891 – 1988
Count your garden by flowers
Never by leaves that fall,
Count your days by golden hours
Don't remember clouds at all.
Count your nights by stars, not shadows,
Count your life with smiles, not tears,
And with Joy on every birthday, count
Your age by friends, not years.