A Time To Talk


Posted on 5th Mar 2021 03:35 pm by rohit kumar

When a friend calls to me from the road

And slows his horse to a meaningful 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.

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