A Tribute to Robert Frost

Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.

My world instead will die of age A life well lived, oh what a ride With fires and ice survived in stride For we're no rocks, and freeze and thaw Show cracks and break-up but no more. To me they are but life itself If not for ups and downs then what? If change is not the stuff of life Then life is not the stuff of dreams. I'd rather dream and laugh and cry Than cruise life calm without a strife.