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Poetry
Spring is Here!
Homage to Robert Frost
One question that pops up on social media from time to time is, “If you could have dinner / spend an afternoon with someone from the past, who would it be?” Aside from my parents or grandparents, I’d have to say Robert Frost would definitely be in the running. He would be very near the top of the list.
His poems seem to feel almost conversational to me like we were out for a walk and held a brief conversation in passing. Just easy. I can imagine a short exchange.
“Good morning, Mr. Frost. How are you today?”
He nods his head in greeting, “If I were any better, the sunshine would be dripping honey.”
“ I always love hearing what you have to say. You make everything sound so ethereal and charming.”
He nods again, this time with reverence, “It’s all in how one chooses to look at life you see; you can view the world as it is in black and white, or you can choose to see vivid colors. I would gather if more people chose the latter, we would see more smiles than frowns.”
“Well, I hope you have a color-filled, glorious day, Mr. Frost. I think I’m going to choose that for myself, too.”
“Good day to you as well. Until we meet again.”
