Ok, I am not copying Princess Geo, I had actually planned to say something on the subject before I read hers....but....
WE HAD SNOW!!!! Not very much, but snow nonetheless.
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,
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,
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.
6 musings:
You really like poetry now, don't you? You always have quotes and poems... Anyways....
ROCK ON!!!!!!!!!!!
OMG I LOVE YOUR BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I love that poem. I really like all the quotations and poetry on your blog. Those of us who are less cultured can use the exposure.
Jas: Yes, I do. Well written poetry rocks. Angsty well written poetry is even better.
Piningforthefjords: Less cultured? What, you? May it never be!
We got snow, too! I was great fun!
Countess: You actually had enough to have fun with? That's awesome!
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