Page 309 - Carrollton 2004

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose Woods these ace I think I know.
His house is in the tillage though;
He will n o t see m e stopping hece
To Watch his Woods fill up with snow.

My little hocse must think it gueec
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.
W ko Lo'vtes You.
-Robert Frost

Dearest Laurie 71 Jackie:
An Irlsk Blessing
May there always be Work for your
hands to do.

M ay y o u r purse always hold a coin or two.
M ay the su n always shine on y o u r

wlndoWpane.
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you.
May God fill your heart with gladness
to cheer you.

Good luck In your future endeavors!

We love you up to the sky!

Mom 71 Dad

OIL PAINTINGS by LIZETTE
Phone (305) 259-0381
Cell (305) 331-7003
E-mail lizetteo@bellsouth.net
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