A Well-chosen Poem

Mark read this to me at our Valentine's dinner:

AN INVITATION
The Pasture

I'm going out to clean the pasture spring:
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha'n't be gone long.-You come too.

I'm going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by the mother. It's so young
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long.-You come too.

- Robert Frost