Sunday, February 05, 2017

Sunday Morning Peace: Winter and Promises!

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening


Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though.
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep.
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

--Robert Frost

1 comment:

Melissa Henderson said...

Beautiful. I remember that in 6th grade, our class had to remember and recite poems by Robert Frost. :-)

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