The Span Of Life Poem by Robert Frost
The Span Of Life
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The old dog barks backwards without getting up.
I can remember when he was a pup.
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Monday, January 13, 2003
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10/3/2024 11:51:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
If you had a dog as a child and watched it grow old, the picture this poem calls up takes you back to your childhood in an instant, brings up the sadness of loss and growing old and reminds you of the brevity of life and the loss that is a part of living.