by Hamlin garland
Do you fear the force of the wind,
The slash of the rain?
Go face them and fight them,
Be savage again.
Go hungry and cold like the wolf Go wade like the crane:
The palms of your hands will thicken,
The skin of your cheek well tan,
you 'll grow ragged and weary and swarthy,
but you 'll walk like a man
bye
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
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Are you memorizing this poem Charter....It's a good one.
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