Tag: Poetry

Stopping by woods on a snowy evening, Robert Frost by Anne McWilliams. Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. – Robert Frost

Hope is the thing with feathers, Emily Dickenson by Patricia Allison. ‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all – Emily Dickenson

Daffodils by Drusilla Cleary. Inspired by the great works of William Wordsworth. I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; William Wordsworth