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Posted by Shamshir Rai Luthra on May 28, 2012 at 10:12pm 0 Comments

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Posted by Shamshir Rai Luthra on May 28, 2012 at 12:07pm 1 Comment

Sharing a poem that I read when I was a kid (still am at heart :).....recalled it many many years later today...

 

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
New Hampshire
1923

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Comment by Vinita Mehta on December 22, 2011 at 11:11pm

Thank you Khushi...I am glad that you liked it and solved the mystery of an unfinished Poem...It is indeed lovely Shamshirji. :)

Comment by Pooja Ahuja 'khushi' on December 22, 2011 at 11:11am

hi

Last few lines the woods are... i read in one batch mate's notes in university, till then these always inspire me, whenever i feel exhausted, today i came to know its the whole poem, i am obilized to u... dear, thank u so much for these Beautiful lines.

Comment by Shamshir Rai Luthra on December 21, 2011 at 10:19pm

lovely!!

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