Showing posts with label Robert Frost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Robert Frost. Show all posts

Tuesday, 21 July 2009

Roses

Roses are always beautiful

Asking for Roses by Robert Frost

A house that lacks, seemingly. mistress and master,
With doors that none but the wind ever closes
Its floor all littered with glass and with plaster;
It stands in a garden of old-fashioned roses...