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| Owner: | Geveshausen, Olivia (User-6386, 15414:EVERETT)DS |
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| - A Time to Talk By Robert Frost When a friend calls to me from the road And slows his horse to a meaning walk, I don't stand still and look around On all the hills I haven't hoed, And shout from where I am, What is it? No, not as there is a time to talk. - I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground, Blade-end up and five feet tall, And plod: I go up to the stone wall For a friendly visit. - http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-time-to-talk/ | |
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