Thursday, December 25, 2008

White Christmas

From our neighborhood to yours

We wish you a magical holiday season!

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.
~Robert Frost


skywitch said...

Wishing you a lovely holiday season, and thanks for the Frost
poem. It is one of my favorites.

I love this blog!

IrishGirlieKnits said...

So pretty!! Wishing you and Mr.NK a very happy Christmas!!!

Anonymous said...

Robert Frost is my favorite! I love the poems and sayings you add to your blogs. I don't know how you find them, but they always hit the spot for me!

Love you guys,


Rani said...

Be still my heart. That is my favorite poem.

Jodi said...

Oh, one of my favorite poems.