Ingrids Auswahl- Ingrids Poetry (240)

 

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Life How foolish, how vain are the wishes of man,  Often longing for Things, they cannot attain.  “One” set out men’s goals, has furnished the plan  Of virtues his children on earth should obtain.  Sometimes we falter, we stumble and fall Cry tears in the dust, hear a far-off call Reminding us of his promises sure Joy will be ours if we will but endure.