Why not
DON’T ASK ME WHAT I THINK.
YOU MAY NOT LIKE THE REPLY.
TO SAY IT’S A PERFECT WORLD,
WOULD ONLY BE A LIE.
SOME PLACES BETTER, SOMETIMES NOT.
WE HAVE, YOU HAVE, THEY HAVE WHAT?
TO WISH YOU WERE A DIFFERENT SOMEONE,
OR WANT WHAT SOMEONE’S GOT.
PRETEND IT DOESN’T MATTER,
JUST SAY THAT YOU FORGOT.
THE FARTHER THINGS GET OUT OF HAND,
THE TIGHTER GETS THE KNOT.
WE ONLY HAVE ONE LIFE TO GIVE,
SO GIVE WHATEVER YOU’VE GOT
BE HAPPY WITH THE LOVE YOU LIVE
SO MY ANSWER IS----WHY NOT?
Poetry is what is lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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| A Fall Morning | 1 | 09/25/2009 |
| Why not | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| Good boys go to heaven | 1 | 09/24/2009 |
| Dreamer | 2 | 09/24/2009 |
| the feeder | 0 | 09/23/2009 |
| night city lights | 0 | 09/23/2009 |
| sunrirse and time stood still | 0 | 09/21/2009 |
| Pose of Friends | 0 | 09/21/2009 |
| Mountians Ring With Fog | 2 | 09/21/2009 |
| Again | 1 | 09/21/2009 |
| to buy a boat | 1 | 09/19/2009 |
| poets curse | 1 | 09/17/2009 |
| Birds#1 | 0 | 09/16/2009 |
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