Anti-depressants
by V.E. on April 26th, 2009
filed under beauty, beda, health, personal
To the person who wrote this, I know. I know exactly how you feel.
From PostSecret, 26 April 2009.
Also, I’m not sure what to think of this one.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by V.E. on April 26th, 2009
filed under beauty, beda, favorite, writing
“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”
by Robert Frost
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.
