A poem or a
collection of poems
I love poems. However, I do not have a poet that is my favourite. A poem
that has stuck with me is the poem “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by
Robert Frost. I read it for the first time during upper secondary school and
fell in love with it.
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 sounds
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.
Do you have a favourite poem or collection of poems?
Merry Christmas!
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