Dead Poets Society
***We don't read or write the poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion.*** Life is like a journey Taken on a train With a pair of travelers At each windowpane. I may sit beside you All the journey through, Or I may sit elsewhere Never Knowing you. But if fate should mark me To sit by your side, Let's be pleasant travelers; It's so short a ride. By Dr. M. Coleman Harris (We're here to have at least a second to relax our soul and enjoy the peace of being beyond the words and poems.). Oh Captain, My Captain! You'll be missed... ←start phrase of chat.
About Dead Poets Society
***We don't read or write the poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion.*** Life is like a journey Taken on a train With a pair of travelers At each windowpane. I may sit beside you All the journey through, Or I may sit elsewhere Never Knowing you. But ...Read more