I have a soft spot for poetry. Its not a form of prose often recited, and much of it often goes over my head, but when I connect with a particular poem or on the rare occassion I write a poem it usually resonates in a way that other literature does not. Here is a beautiful poem written by one of my favorite poets, Robert Frost.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening was first published in 1923. Although there are no woods to speak of in my neighborhood, Boston received its first snowfall this week – in fact there are flurries falling as I type this.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
I think we can all identify with Frost’s ending “And miles to go before I sleep.” He meant it quite literally in his poem, but “miles” could just as easily be a euphemism for all the errands and resposibilities we have. I hope that if you do indeed have miles to go that you take time to stop as the gentleman in the poem did to pause, reflect and enjoy the moment.
BosGuy 
Actually today it was 40degrees and sunny (albeit quite blustery at times) so the dusting we received last night is all but gone, which is a good thing because it makes walking along the bricked sidewalks a lot less trecherous.
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I am so envious you have snow down their. Have a great holiday!
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Bothersome poem. That's always been one of my favorites. I don't know much about poetry or follow a lot of writers. But I do remember this poem from school and think about it often when it is snowing, or I see snow on the trees.Riding in the car when it is snowing reminds me of the Kiss song "Beth". No relation to the poem, but I thought I'd share.Have a great holiday season! 🙂
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Ummm….it just warmed my insides reading it! Thinking of you during this holiday season.
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How lovely :). I feel chilly just reading it!
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