

The bookstore is always a necessary stop & I got to pick-out anything my heart desired.
My picks, which I can't wait to read...


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 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.
Merci, Mamaw! Merci!
2 comments:
So glad you had a nice trip! Your hair looks darker...I love it! :)
You know you're legit when you ride the bus! Fun, fun, fun! Can't wait to hear about your new books. :)
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