Thursday, April 22, 2010

National Poetry Month: Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

It's Thursday, which means it's time for another Robert Frost poem. This is a well known one and another 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 the 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.


Kristin : )


  1. This is one of my favorite poems! Every time I read it, I think of when we sang this version in my HS choir:

  2. Wow Melissa! That was beautiful. Thanks so much for the link. I can see why this poem would be a favorite of yours. I'm going to share this. I love it.

  3. Who doesn't know the line "and miles to go before I sleep." A lovely poem. Thank you for sharing, Kristin. *twirly hugs* Dani