Sitting Next To a Legend

May 7, 2008
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Sitting Next To a Legend










Sitting on a bench









On a cloudy day









Watching the sky.










Leaning over I see









The paper of a genius,









A black-and-white masterpiece










If only I could borrow









The creativity of the man









Sitting next to me.











I hang on to his arm,









Hoping he will tell me something,









But he remains silent.










In my heart I know









I will never learn anything









From this-










A statue is all he is,









A piece of metal









Mimicking the real Robert Frost.

















But still I wish









This legend could speak,









So I may hear his words.

This will certify that the above work is completely original.
Hannah Verdon





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