Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening

Re: Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening

feeds@yuku.com (All4one) — Wed, 31 May 2006 10:29:00 PST

I know. Thank you both for saying so, Corgi and may east.

It's a little masterpiece, isn't it?

Re: Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening

feeds@yuku.com (valentinesmayeast) — Thu, 25 May 2006 07:02:00 PST

I will always love this poem. My third grade teacher made us memorize it before I never what it meant.

Re: Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening

feeds@yuku.com (corgi8) — Wed, 17 May 2006 13:58:00 PST

One of my favorite poems!!

I live about a half mile from those 'woods' and they are still lovely.

My best to all, Corgi

Re: Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening

feeds@yuku.com (Abstorch) — Fri, 06 Jan 2006 07:39:00 PST

I love that All4one and yes, I see what you mean about this topic.

Re: Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening

feeds@yuku.com (All4one) — Wed, 04 Jan 2006 04:19:00 PST

My January gift to all - this poem by Robert Frost.

It was the first I memorized to recite aloud; I encourage you to read it aloud to yourself, it's even more evocative when you hear yourself say the words.

Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening

feeds@yuku.com (All4one) — Wed, 04 Jan 2006 04:16:00 PST

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.