Is There Time To Talk?


Robert Frost was perhaps America’s greatest poet.


He was born March 26, 1874, in San Francisco and was 11 when his father died of tuberculosis.The family moved to Lawrence, Massachusetts. It made all the difference.

It was in high school that he first became interested in poetry. At graduation he was honored to be the co-valedictorian with Elinor Miriam White, a year later, he married her.

He attended both Dartmouth College and Harvard University, but never earned a degree. Frost died on January 29, 1963, and sadly, four of his six children preceded him in death. 

He wrote books of poetry but is perhaps best known for, “The Road Not Taken,” and “Stopping by Woods On a Snowy Evening.”

But the Frost poem I want to share with you is, “A Time to Talk.”

        “When a friend calls to me from the road, and slows his horse to a meaning walk,

         I don’t stand still and look around on all the hills I haven’t hoed, and shout from where I am,

        ‘What is it?’

        No, not as there is a time to talk.  

        I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground, blade-end up and five feet tall, and plod:

        I go up to the stone wall for a friendly visit.”


It falls to me to serve the living when the time comes to bury their dead. Over the last few months I’ve officiated the funerals of eleven people, several of whom passed away prematurely, they were not at the end of a long life.

On these occasions there is always a sadness of having not said enough, or done enough, or of having spent enough time together.

Both family and friends mourn over what should have been done, about the things long talked about, the plans unfulfilled, and the good intentions stacked way too high. 


It’s really hard to live thinking each day could be our last, or the last for our loved ones and friends. Life is lived as if tomorrow is guaranteed, and most of the time, it seems like it is. Tomorrow comes, the sun rises, and our family and friends rise with it, day after day. But then a day comes when they don’t.

And then we wish we had done this or said that, or made a greater effort.


Realistically, we can’t spend every day with our family and friends. First of all, we have to go to work, we need to earn a living. Secondly, our family and friends probably don’t want to spend every day with us. Or is it just me? Besides, most of them are busy making a living too.But don’t wait to long to see them, to talk with them. You never know. 



Along with our faith in God, our friends and family are all we really have in life. Money is fickle, fame is fleeting, and time is flying. 

So take a moment to reflect. 

Take a moment to walk over and spend some time with a friend.

Is it time to talk?


Thank you Mr. Frost


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