A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet

as l inhale the air that smells so sweet

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Although I speak about you so much,

Although everyone can see it,

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You've got quite an easy style

with a tender heart to match,

and how you'd wear a

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