And miles to go…

25 February, 2013 - Monday

snowywoods

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost

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.

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One Response to “And miles to go…”

  1. Spanky Says:

    Just to let you know, Baldscribe has passed away after a heart attack,

    Hugs from me and Zippy, Spanky


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