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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Robert Frost~~~

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And (many)miles to go before I sleep.

And promises I've made to myself, long before I discovered Mr. Frost and his delectable poetry that echo my sentiments and feelings. (purr)

1 comment:

Fram said...

I'm trying to remember if I've ever made a promise to myself. I'm really not certain that I ever have. Just to others.

Frost is a pleasant poet to read or to hear being read. And, he's from San Francisco originally.