Questions for Frost

April 3, 2016

Hello,

Mr. Frost.

Where is this road?

For,

I fear,

I am without one.

See nothing,

No path for me.

So,

Mr. Frost,

This road you speak.

Please,

Show me,

The road not taken.

Hello,

Mr. Frost

So, Fire or Ice?

See only,

Beauty in the fire.

While,

There is,

Only beauty in ice.

So,

Mr. Frost,

My question to you.

In,

This world,

With all our desire.

Why,

Fall victim,

To ice and fire.

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