Name Amigo

Robert Frost Generated Poem

    A tree beside the wall stands bare,
    
    I have been one acquainted with the night.
    One luminary clock against the sky
    
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    
    To say that for destruction ice
    But only so an hour.
    To stop without a farmhouse near
    He gives his harness bells a shake
    Between the woods and frozen lake
    
    He gives his harness bells a shake
    
    But a leaf that lingered brown,
    So dawn goes down to day