Devotion

Poem By Robert Frost

The heart can think of no devotion
Greater than being shore to ocean -
Holding the curve of one position,
Counting an endless repetition.

Comments about Devotion

Only the chosen few can take this poem to heart.
A brilliant four liner that fully deserves the honor.
Simple poem with great wisdom, The rhyme is expressive and symbolic.
A fantastic poem by the one of the greatest poets of all time....
A profound four liner composed by a great modern poet.


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