And I never started to plow in my life That some one did not stop in the road And take me away to a dance or picnic. I ended up with forty acres; I ended up with a broken fiddle— And a broken laugh, and a thousand memories, And not a single regret.
Related Keywords: Regret Me Dance Road Laugh My Life Broken
Related Authors: William Shakespeare Dr. Seuss Mark Twain Oscar Wilde Friedrich Nietzsche C. S. Lewis Edgar Allan Poe
