And Miles To Go Before I Sleep

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost

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.

And miles to go before I sleep
Lots of things still to achieve
Bills to pay, promises to keep
Experiences and challenges

See the world, flowers to blossom
And miles to go before I sleep
Winter, spring, summer, autumn
All the seasons to be enjoyed

Come rain or shine, thunder or calm
Snowy morning, autumn evening
And miles to go before I sleep
Play with grandchildren, that’s a dream

High tech and new discoveries
New sciences and languages
Stories to write, poems to read
And miles to go before I sleep

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: NaPoWriMo: Day 30 – Final Poem by Elizabeth