A Time to Talk When a friend calls to me from the road And slows his horse to a meaning walk, I don't stand still and look around On all the hills I haven't hoed, And shout from where I am, What is it? No, not as there is a time to talk. I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground, Blade-end up and five feet tall, And plod: I go up to the stone wall For a friendly visit. Robert Frost
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reubenshephe25 1 month ago
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kirbysawyer25 1 month ago
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Adrian1ol 10 months ago
amazing song!!!
ghettenet 2 years ago
n days of old, it were not so
Man used to live in love
What happen to the youths of today ?
Seems like that they all goin' mad
I say don't do it my brothers
Follow Babylon teaching
All wanna go to Mount Zion
Rally round the Red Green and Gold
zegash 2 years ago
Follow Babylon teaching
All wanna go to Mount Zion
Rally round the Red Green and Gold
I
zegash 2 years ago
Youth of today stops(?) ability
Their delight is indefendable
There's a Messiah, looking out
So careful what you have done
I say don't do it my brothers
zegash 2 years ago
zegash 2 years ago