All in all <br />It's a dance towards end <br />Let's promenade <br />My tender friend. <br /> <br />The leaves fall joined <br />One by one <br />They dance to death <br />In the dimming sun. <br /> <br />Like them too <br />We shall fall and die <br />Not by one by one <br />But by and bye. <br /> <br />I'll ne'er trade <br />One minute here <br />Hoping a thought <br />Of you is near. <br /> <br />So seasons drift <br />To die, I suppose <br />But, 'the secret's in the middle <br />And knows.' <br /> <br />Though the Frost be gone <br />He still plays his prose <br />His voice still speaks <br />And this he knows. <br /> <br />Live each day dancing <br />Until the end <br />Then miss me deeply <br />My dearest friend.<br /><br />r james sterzinger<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dance-with-a-line-from-frost-for-s-p/
