Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Two Lines from Frost and more...

A lantern light from deeper in the barn
Shone on a man and woman in the door

“I’m sorry, Dear, I cannot carry on.”
He said “but such a place; a filthy floor.”
Look how the birds sit hovered in the rafters,
She said, “It’s warm. The streets out here are cold.
I’m over-weary…see, there’s straw…way back there,
And some of it might not be terribly old.

They stayed the night
The child she bore
Made history
And more…

Carry on Tuesday--writing practice

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