Stone walls?

I found this poem in a poetry book. I like it.

A Time To Talk

by Robert Frost

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 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.

Stone walls don't keep people from talking. Just need to make sure you approach them.

Have a great Lord-filled day.

David