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Thursday, April 27, 2006

Peril of hope

This poem, by Robert Frost, is because my thoughts are with Denis and his challenge.

It is right in there
Betwixt and between
The orchard bare
And the orchard green,
When the boughs are right
In a flowery burst
Of pink and white,
That we fear the worst.
For there's not a clime
But at any cost
Will take that time
For a night of frost.