One of My Favorite Poems by Robert Frost

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour 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.

When I Fall in Love with Him

I have no idea when I fall in love with him for the very first time.

Maybe when we were sitting in the library, facing each other's face, then he smiled, and I smiled.

Maybe when he looked at my eyes or touched my hand.

Maybe when he made me cry for teasing me again and again.

Maybe when we had all of those times...