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Tuesday, June 24, 2014

illustrated Robert Frost



"The rain to the wind said,
'You push and I'll pelt.'
They so smote the garden bed
that the flowers actually knelt,
and lay lodged--though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt." -Robert Frost 

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