Our January Snowflake Poem contest is now open for ages Pre-school through High school. There will be a first prize and two runner up prizes for each of the categories.
Check out the rules page today for more information and the prizes!
You have until the end of January to submit your poems!
Hurry up and write!
When I was in elementary school, there was a poem we read by Robert Frost. I fell in love with the poem and soon learned it by heart! Since we are almost in the month of January when we will be having our “Snowflake Poem” contest, I thought I would post this poem to help inspire you!
Walking by the Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost
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 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 flake.
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