No memory of having starred Atones for later disregard, Or keeps the end from being hard. Better to go down dignified With boughten friendship at you… - Robert Frost

The Armful

For every parcel I stoop down to seize
I lose some other off my arms and knees,
And the whole pile is slipping, bottles, buns,
Extremes too hard to comprehend at. once
Yet nothing I should care to leave behind.
With all I have to hold with hand and mind
And heart, if need be, I will do my best.
To keep their building balanced at my breast.
I crouch down to prevent them as they fall;
Then sit down in the middle of them all.
I had to drop the armful in the road
And try to stack them in a better load.

He asked with the eyes more than the lips for a shelter for the night

I turned to speak to God
About the world's despair
But to make bad matters worse
I found God wasn't there.