Ocupation: Writer
Life: December 30, 1865 - January 18, 1936
Birthday: December 30
Death: January 18
There are gems of wondrous brightness Ofttimes lying at our feet, And we pass them, walking thoughtless, Down the busy, crowded street. If we knew, our pace would slacken, We would step more oft with care, Lest our careless feet be treading To the earth some jewel rare.
topic: Lying, Knowledge, Jewels, Crowded, Gems, Crowded Streets