I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha'n't be gone long.
You come too.
I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother.
It's so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long.
You come too.
Robert frost
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Art-Max Liebermann.
Art-Max Liebermann.
2 comments:
Ohhhhh......that little lamby, that has to be a BOY! teeeheeeeeee I loved how the mummy looked at him to say, "STAY STILL, let mother eat!"
Dearest, I will come away with you any day to hunt down the magic of a winding day, a snow fall, a budding of spring. Like Robert Frost says, "You come too" - his invitation is the magic of poetry.
Let's get our spring gardens ready with the seeds of our imaginations. I am all ready dearest.
I just had to come back for more of that lamb and his mother, before I go out to the rigorous working world. Oh how I need a day in the country, with YOU!
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