The Torch
The Torch
When it comes time to hang it up,
Just before you do...
Pass along the torch to them,
Make one greater than you.
Peace Out, EinStud
.
The Torch
The Torch
When it comes time to hang it up,
Just before you do...
Pass along the torch to them,
Make one greater than you.
Peace Out, EinStud
.
jiminyCRITiX commented on The Torch
10-29-2009
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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