The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #37458   Message #522069
Posted By: Jacob B
06-Aug-01 - 04:11 PM
Thread Name: Really Really Important Poem
Stopping By Woods While It's Snowing, Even

Whose woods these are I know, I think
His house is in the village though
He will not see to raise a stink
If I stop here to watch the snow

My horse must think my mind is gone
To stop without a farmhouse near
In another hour it will be dawn
He thinks we should get out of here

He gives his harness bells a ring
To ask if there is some mistake
And in my face I feel the sting
Of hard wind driving frozen flake

And so I snap the reins on down
For I have promises to keep
I have to take this horse to town
And trade the nag in for a Jeep.