Writer Wednesday – Robert Frost and Snow

It’s time for Writer Wednesday, when I discuss another author and his or her book.

Today, I’d like to share with you Robert Frost’s poem, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”. I remember first reading this poem in fourth grade and being charmed by it. Years later, it’s still one of my favorites.

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.

This beautiful picture is from here

What are some of your favorite poems?

My best to you all,

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