miles to go

[written on “the darkest evening of the year“]

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Frost’s words touching me, I peruse his life’s story, finding it interspersed with great tragedy amongst the numerous laurels.

As I am inspired to continue on, my wish is for you to follow suit. Your unique and valuable contributions make the world a better place.

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