I remember when i was in elementary school we had to learn a beautiful poem by a man named Robert Frost. My husband and i watch Jeopardy every night, and recently, this poem or questions about Mr. Frost have been in the questions/answer categories on the show. It has reminded me of how much i loved this poem. It’s truly beautiful.
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’s 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’s 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