We shopped at Penney's, made our spaghetti, talked about important things, laughed, and wished the visit was longer. But, we enjoyed every minute of it.
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.
Merci, Mamaw. Merci.
A Time to Talkby 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.
Merci, Mamaw. Merci.
2 comments:
Welcome back! Looks like you had another lovely trip! :) So wonderful that you are all so close!
Aww, great pics! She looks so happy to see you guys :0)
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