I love books.  Not long ago I was rummaging through my study, searching for a book that I knew was there… Instead, I found one that I didn’t know I had.  It was a volume published in 1958 of one hundred and one famous poems.  Poetry has always intrigued me.  Frost’s The Road Not Taken and Kipling’s If are two of my favorites.  I do not claim to be a poet, or even to know much about rhyme and meter.  I do know when a poem speaks to something in my own heart. Such was the case as I flipped through the new found treasure in my library.  The words on the bottom of page 37 were for me.  Ours are challenging days.  The…