Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Acquainted with the Night

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain--and back in rain
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have look down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

By:  Robert Frost
Copied and loved by:  Homeless with a Laptop, That is my Name

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