Poems from onegbujie1
Of Heaven or Hell i have no power to sing
I cannot ease the burden of your fears
Or make quick coming death a little thing
Or Bring again...
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorrry i could not travel both
And be one traveler, long i stood
And looked down one as for as i...
Today, all runner come
Shoulder high we bring you home
And set you at your threshold down
Towns man of a stiller town.
The time you won your town race
We chaired you through the market place
Man and boy stood cheering by
And have we brought you shouldre-...
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Closed to the sun in lonely land,
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea...