Showing posts with label Robert Frost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Robert Frost. Show all posts
Tuesday, 21 July 2009
Roses
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...
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