Asked Myself the Answer

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    Dreams of being alone in the world

    Asked Myself the Answer

    Stepping out of my craft,

    Onto the earth below me;

    The land was bare of grass,

    I found an open sea,

    Asking where I am,

    I thought,"Where is the answer?"

    Looking for a tree,

    Or maybe just a pasture,

    Without a place to go,

    By the sea I walked.

    Nobody, here to speak with,

    So to myself I talked.

    I found myself alone,

    Which led to my disaster.

    I woke up in a fright,

    And, asked myself the answer...

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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