For, how can I alone withstand
Life's fierce storms and howling winds
Or find an anchor for my grief
Without God's sheltering relief?
I can only say "Amen."
Here is a poem that is familiar to most students, who were compelled to memorize it in class. However, like most familiar things, it is soothing and has added meaning as one grows older. It is a favorite of mine.
Stopping by woods on a snowy evening
By Robert Frost
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 flakes.
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.
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