Rebert Frost said''Stopping by woods on a snowy evening:
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. '
Although a flower dies, woods are still lovely, dark and deep.Woods are poems! ! !
Nyein Way
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/woods-a-contribute-to-seamus-heaney-aug-31-2013/
