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Wondering

I read him,
sighing over words created
by this namesake of winters day
a butterfly, of all flying insects
and wandering in woods
wondering if he should stop

I read him,
smiling at his hesitation
to stop, as he had promises to keep
to whom what were they pledged?
seize the day he said then
so well used now, Carpe Diem

I read him
and what he wrote
no, I have never bought
New Hampshire: A Poem with Notes
and Grace Notes, though.
where some of his poems are

I read him,
this man full of life
and wondrous talent
a man of pain and sorrow
muses dark and lonely
kneeling on the altar of Bacchus

He now slumber peaceful
under the sod of the Earth
with his last word on his stone
"The Lesson for Today (1942):
"I had a lover's quarrel with the world."
God Rest his Soul.

RIP:Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
Written by Grace (IDryad)
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