MY FAVORITE POEM A PASSING GLIMPSE I often see flowers - TopicsExpress



          

MY FAVORITE POEM A PASSING GLIMPSE I often see flowers from a passing car That are gone before I can tell what they are. I want to get out of the train and go back To see what they were beside the track. I name all the flowers I am sure they werent: Not fire weed loving where woods have burnt--- Not bluebells gracing a tunnel mouth--- Not lupine living on sand and drought. Was something brushed across my mind That no one on earth will ever find? Heaven gives its glimpses only to those Not in position to look too close . ------------ Robert Frost
Posted on: Sat, 19 Apr 2014 13:35:20 +0000

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