Robert Frost is one of my favourite poets so, in honour of November, I am posting a reading of Frost’s My November Guest on Youtube
Robert Frost – My November Guest
A Reading of My November Guest
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Leaves
Once green leaves
Are brown
On the ground.
Great trees
Wither and die
And I
See dead leaves
At my door.
Grief
Sometimes my belief
Is that grief
Conquers all.
Then I recall
The air
In late August
Carrying hay
And coming Autumn.
Such sweet air
Carries no despair.
Eternity
On my walks
I often find
That inner talk
Distracts my mind.
Then, the breeze
Rustles Autumn leaves
Reminding me
Of eternity.
Late Autumn
Cold day.
No sun
Does say
Late Autumn
Has come.
K Morris - Poet 