We're supposed to get up to 4 inches of snow tomorrow- weird, considering it was 70 degrees yesterday! Anyway, hearing the forecast reminded me of a poem that I love. In my senior english class in highschool, we had to memorize poetry and recite it in front of the class, and I still remember many of the poems. It's nice to know I have some good things floating around in there...! The poem that came to mind today is by Robert Frost.
Stopping by Woods-
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.
Hey, no wonder I like it. It reminds me of my life... I have mounds of laundry before I sleep, mounds of laundry before I sleep...!
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