What Fifty Said by Robert Frost

When I was young my teachers were the old.
I gave up fire for form till I was cold.

I suffered like a metal being cast.
I went to school to age to learn the past.

Now I am old my teachers are the young.
What can’t be molded must be cracked and sprung.
I strain at lessons fit to start a suture.
I go to school to youth to learn the future.

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1 Comment on "What Fifty Said by Robert Frost"

  1. Thank you, Cherie. I have not read a lot of Robert Frost, but it was nice with this small reminder.

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    Cherie Reply:

    You’re welcome, Diane! I always like to throw some poetry out there when I can…

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