Winter Winter when your warm breath smokes In the bitter morning chill Night brings frosts that creep and crisp. Trees are stretching black and still Etching patterns where the bright Robin dares a whistling trill. by Jo Peters (1937 – 2001) . Saturday 1st February 2025 EFL League Two Tranmere Rovers 1 Kristian Dennis 50, […]
The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And, sorry I could not travel both and be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; . Then took the other, just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, […]
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 […]
