The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep

Whose woods these are I think I know

I read the post title as g-talk status on one of senior's account but today when it came to fulfill my promises, this poem came across me. I also do have some promises to keep and hope I fulfill them before I sleep.

Robert Frost’s poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening was first published on March 7th, this day in 1923. The story goes that Frost wrote this poem in a few minutes, after being up all night writing another. He took a sunrise walk, and got an idea. 

Stopping by 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.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, 1923
by Robert Frost (26 March 1874 – 29 January 1963)
source:  http://quotesnack.com/robert-frost/the-woods-are-lovely-dark-and-deep-but-i-have-promises-to-keep-and-miles-to-go-before-i-sleep/