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Thursday, January 31, 2013

Embracing the Winter Season


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.


Happy Reading!
Rebecca

6 comments:

  1. Thanks, that's a really nice poem. Here the snow has melted away (it's raining today), but the poem is very atmospheric.

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    1. Thanks for visiting. I hope you are having good weather this season and finding some time to curl up with a good book!
      Rebecca @ The Key to the Gate

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  2. I thoroughly enjoy visiting your blog. And seeing one of my favorite poems was like finding a treasured book or old toy! Thank you!

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    1. Thanks so much for visiting Richard and for your kind comment! I too love this poem and it is very fitting for here today because we just receieved a fresh batch of snow.
      Rebecca @ The Key to the Gate

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  3. I haven't read that in a long while, thanks :)

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    1. Thanks for visiting Jennifer! I hope you are staying warm this season and finding time to curl up with a good book or two!
      Happy Reading,
      Rebecca @ The Key to the Gate

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