Tanya is a very dear young friend who is teaching English at a school in Russia. We miss her very much. As a going away present we gave her post cards with pictures of local scenes and a bottle of maple syrup so she wouldn't get too homesick for Canada. Tanya, in return, gave us a book of poems by various poets entitled "The Four Seasons".
I found a poem about October in it that I wanted to share.
Thank you Tanya for this lovely book.
Please know that we think of you often and you are mentioned
in our prayers nightly.
UNHARVESTED by Robert Frost
A scent of ripeness from over a wall.
I come to leave the routine road
And look for what had made me stall.
There sure enough was an apple tree
That had eased itself of its summer load,
And of all but its trivial foliage free,
Now breathed as light as a lady's fan.
For there there had been an apple fall
As complete as the apple had given man.
The ground was one circle of solid red.
May something go always unharvested!
May much stay out of our stated plan,
Apples or something forgotten and left,
So smelling their sweetness would be no theft.