Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Happy Birthday!
American Poet Robert Frost was born on this day, 139 years ago.

Learn more about his life and works from Kenn Nesbitt:
http://www.poetry4kids.com/blog/news/happy-birthday-robert-frost/

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.

Watch & listen to Frost read his poem:
http://www.encyclopedia.com/video/hfOxdZfo0gs-stopping-by-woods-on-snowy.aspx