Time
Man Is A Fool
To Run A Race
He Can Never Win
For Unlike Man
Time Has No End
To Run A Race
He Can Never Win
For Unlike Man
Time Has No End
Time
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.
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