The Thing
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Re: The ThingI had to read this twice. I think I'll have to read it thrice. Or more. It may go on my office wall of Cool Stuff. I think it will. Off to read it again...entranced by that thing you like to do. |
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RE: The ThingAlright Mr. thing that likes doing that thing...LOL :-p |
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.