A Robert Frost Farewell

Thanks to all who entered, and congratulations to Beth, who won my giveaway for The Heroine's Bookshelf!

This is my last post of the year. I'm off to Austin, Texas for family time.

I thought I'd leave you with one of my favorite poems by Robert Frost. I had to recite it in front of my 3rd grade class, and Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening has been firmly entrenched in my memory ever since. I've always found it simple, magical, and deliciously full of Winter.

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.

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See you in January!