My sorrow, when shes here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane. – Robert Frost
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You dont have to deserve your mothers love. You have to deserve your fathers. – Robert Frost
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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. – Robert Frost
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