seek their breath in apple pies.
Search for nods in misty eyes,
not secure pledge, but veiled lies.
On downy props their daggers hone.
Much to them in sigh and moan.
Better toils by way side blown.
No less than Robert Frost and William Wordsworth I must say, your imaginations and flow of thoughts are superb as always...
ppl say doctors r heartless ,they give injections and do surgeries, but your poems say u do have a great emotional heart....jus' kiddin'....
May God bless u
Tc