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's 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's 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.
Poem lyrics of Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening by Robert Frost.
The picture and the lines of Robert frost is perfectly matching.
Keep blogging.
Hey, I am also from Wayanad, happy to see another blogger from Wayanad, and especially from Manathavady. Two years ago, when I started blogging, it was very difficult to find some bloggers from Wayanad or even Kerala, now I am seeing many blogeers from Manathavady itself. Cheers to the blogger community in Wayanad.
Posted by
Deepu George V |
8:38 PM
jansan,
this is sajithlal
where u now?
do u ever remembering our old marymatha days??
i m nw at trichi doing mba.
in dhanalakshmi sreenivasan engg. college.
wat abt u?
my email id s sajithlalk@yahoo.com
mail me
ur blog is amazing
keep blogging
and mail me dear
waiting for ur reply..
Posted by
Saz |
2:53 PM
jansan,
sajithlal here
the old friend..
remeber the days we enjoyed
in marymatha??
where u now?
wt u doing??
i m....
nw doing mba
in dhanalakshmi sreenivasan engg college, paramballur , trichi.
wat abt u more??
my email id s sajithlalk@yahoo.com
do mail me pls.
ur blog is amazing
keep on blogging
mail me friend
wat else??
waiting for u..
Posted by
Saz |
2:58 PM