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Saturday, November 14, 2009

For want of anything else...

Here's a poem. I have been meaning to get a pic of that mini calf we had a few days ago, but haven't been out here with the camera. I need to get her picture anyway. Well, maybe for tomorrow.

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Anyway. Robert Frost is one of my favorite poets. He has quite the collection of poems. Here is one that seems appropriate to the season.

In Hardwood Groves

The same leaves over and over again!
They fall from giving shade above
To make one texture of faded brown
And fit the earth like a leather glove.

Before the leaves can mount again
To fill the trees with another shade,
They must go down past things coming up.
They must go down into the dark decayed.

They must be pierced by flowers and put
Beneath the feet of dancing flowers.
However it is in some other world
I know that this is way in ours.

3 comments:

C said...

Such a beautiful poem. I love Robert Frost.

Can't wait to see pics of the calf! xo

Donna said...

I love Frost too.

Camille said...

Love Frost and your blog too. I wish we had enough acreage for cattle.

: )