Sunday's Poetry Offering

If if we saw any snowflakes in our area they came in the middle of the night
and were mixed with a fair amount of rain. But a Nor'Easter flew up the coast leaving anywhere between 3 - 24 " in different areas. It came as no surprise when I asked Steve for one of my poetry books that he handed me Frost,
which is one of his favorites...and he wanted one of his all time favorite poems posted...(it's one of mine too). Wish our friends and family a peaceful and safe early snow/fall.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

Stopping by the 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 I'm queer
To stop with a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest linking of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask e if there is some mistake,
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and down 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 begore I sleep.