Inscription for a Garden Wall <br /> <br />Winds blow the open grassy places bleak; <br />But where this old wall burns a sunny cheek, <br />They eddy over it too toppling weak <br />To blow the earth or anything self-clear; <br />Moisture and color and odor thicken here. <br />The hours of daylight gather atmosphere.<br /><br />Robert Lee Frost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/atmosphere/
