"On Bended Knee"

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"On Bended Knee"

Though I’ve been on bended knee…
It does not matter that others see…
For you know my heart…
You know my ways…
You created time and the days…

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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