Friday, December 18, 2009

A bit of poetry for the soul

One of my all time favorite poems....I can just hear the harness bells as the horse shakes his head in question, and the deep hush of the snow-filled woods....

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.


  1. Robert Frost is my favorite poet. I've been just loving your blog and the music. Reading your posts has been my delight for this winter evening.

  2. Debra: Oh, you just made my day. I am having a bad day at work so this was just what I needed, bless you!


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