Instead, I'll post a simple and beautiful poem by one of my favorite poets, Robert Frost. So put your feet up here in the Henry Lounge and enjoy! (And just for fun, the poem is followed by a photo of Frost on his farm in Derry, New Hampshire).
A Prayer In Spring
by Robert Frost
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.
- RobertFrost on his farm.jpg (29.08 KiB) Viewed 1154 times
