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
Aawww, this is really nice! I can picture it in my mind.. right now...
ReplyDeleteand I LOVE the sound of harness bells...
ReplyDeleteI love Robert Frost! Nice winter scene, horses and snow just go good together for some reason.
ReplyDeletesort of like marshmallows and cinnamony hot chocolate...... Just a big MMmmmmmmmmm. :)
ReplyDeleteLove the new banner!! WEEEEEEEEE!
ReplyDeleteThat's Mossy Mouse! The real Mossy was a sweet and beautiful little girl, right down to her little pink tail! :)
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