Glows Favorite Poems
See Robert Frost's Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening below. It is just part of his work but everyone's favorate
Leaves fall.
The tree lives on.
Trees
fall.
The earth lives on.
Earths fall.
But life lives on.
And on.
And
On.
Lewis Holm
The Carpenter
In my shop
I stand working
On a burl of
wood
……thinking
That my friend
the carpenter
once stood
in a like position
His work, once chiseled
Bears the test of
time.
Will mine?
Jack Faulkner
What Is It?
Cloud formations on a given day.
And
wondering if you've seen them too.
Are enough to make a morning
pass for me.
Was your day filled with wanting
Or the
needlepoint of knowing that I waited
And that I wait for you?
I did
I do
Part of a poem by Rod McKuen
Yes and No
Ms. Yes and Mr. No got married
Together
they lived in their apathy house
And later had a maybe-----
Lisa Beavers
Stopping By the 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 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