‘My Robert Frost”

I danced along the diamond road
That led down to the sea
I took my place along the ledge
And said a silent prayer

I gazed into the mirror
Of the water flowing free
I fetched my endless yesterdays
And tossed them in the air

I listened to the morning birds
That sang out in the breeze
I caught a whiff of salty air
That captures but a few

I watched a bit of magic
Weave its way between the trees
I felt the rising sunshine
Burn away the morning dew

So
I reached into my backpack
And I grabbed my Robert Frost
Put a checkmark on the list
Another line’s been crossed

I reached into my memories
Of what is clear and true
And once again my Robert Frost
Says, “This one is for you!’


Another walk through towering pines
To sea and sun and sky
I find a distance yet unseen
On my travels down this road

And many changing landscapes
Has this ever wandering eye
Chanced upon along the trail
To hold like bars of gold

So
I reached into my backpack
And I grabbed my Robert Frost
Put a checkmark on the list
Another line’s been crossed

I reached into my memories
Of what is clear and true
And once again my Robert Frost
Says, “This one.
Yes, this one
This one is for you!’