It bids pretty fair

The play seems out for an infinite run.
Don't mind a little think like the actors fighting.
The only thing I worry about is the sun.
We'll be all right if nothing goes wrong with the lighting.
by Robert Frost


A dear friend of mine publishes such a nice blog!
It's nice because he has bunches of fun doing it,
he does it because he likes doing it from his heart.
An now he's been disheartened because not everyone
who comes and reads and likes the pearls he spreads
around can say it in open. I don't like this! I think he
deserves a much better response and I wanted to say
it here with a little help from Robert Frost.