Stopping In The Woods On A Snowy Evening (Or, The Road I Should Not Have Taken) (With Apologies To Robert Frost) Comments

I'm not certain Frost was interested in capturing the same moment. The two are discreet, and while one captures the loneliness of a moment on winter solstice, this poem seems to capture the moment of acceptance of death on a much more metaphorical solstice.

My 1st tattoo, (And miles to go before I sleep.)

Actually, I think Frost should have apologised to you for acheiving lesser in the task in which you have succeeded with such brilliance. Hugs! t x