Prompt Two: Robert Frost Speaks



Robert Frost speaks to me …

Don’t you see?

He talks of promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep.


Where I cannot relate,

At least, often in my fate;

Is the woods in the snow,

As I live in a city, ya’ know.


A snowy evening is truly swell,

I mean, if you can tell.

There’s magic there,

Even if I live in somebody’s lair.


Ah, to go for a walk . . .

Or a friend to friend talk.

In the woods somewhere,

Dark, deep and there!

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