Some of my Favorite Poems....

Wanted to share some of my favorite poems with you all...
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The Road Not Taken (Robert Frost)

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that, the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood,

and I I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

(The above poem is one that I had to recite in front of my English class in 8th grade..I have loved it ever since..although I did not love the fact that I had to stand in front of 30 plus other students at the time..but the poem is one of my favorites now)

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If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking (Emily Dickinson)

If I can stop one heart from breaking,

I shall not live in vain;

If I can ease one life the aching,

Or cool one pain,

Or help one fainting robin

Unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain.

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I'm Nobody, who are you? (Emily Dickinson)

I'm nobody! Who are you?

Are you nobody, too?

Then there's a pair of us - don't tell!

They'd banish us, you know!
How dreary to be somebody!

How public like a frog

To tell one's name the livelong day

To an admiring bog!

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Who Has Seen the Wind?(Christina Rossetti )

Who has seen the wind?

Neither I nor you:

But when the leaves hang trembling

The wind is passing thro'.
Who has seen the wind?

Neither you nor I:

But when the trees bow down their heads

The wind is passing by.

(this was yet another poem that I had to recite in front of class in 8th grade..I got an A for reciting it :0) ..ha. )

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The Rose (Christina Rossetti )

The lily has a smooth stalk,
Will never hurt your hand;

But the rose upon her brier

Is lady of the land.
There's sweetness in an apple tree,

And profit in the corn;

But lady of all beauty

Is a rose upon a thorn.
When with moss and honey

She tips her bending brier,

And half unfolds her glowing heart,

She sets the world on fire.

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Here's Hoping you all have a lovely day!

~The Garden Goose~