Poet Robert Frost was briefly a New Hampshire farmer, starting in 1910. Although he was not able to succeed at farming, it was there that he began writing seriously, and the memories of the farm stayed with him his entire life. This is from his poem "On the Sale of My Farm": It shall be no trespassing If I come again some spring In the grey disguise of years, Seeking ache of memory here.

"Rye Beach Sunset" © 2002 Aurora-Leigh Berube Nashua, New Hampshire

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