In just a while I have to go
Into the rain and cheerless cold
And leave this warmth that comforts me
Before the coming of the snow.

For just another moment more,
Until I do another chore,
I'll watch the rain as it comes down,
I'll wait beside the open door.

No one can say what's there for me
Beyond the hills, beyond the sea.
So close to home I'll stay today
Where I may love and I may Be.

And on this dreary solstice day 
Into the world so dark, so gray
I'll go, but just one minute more 
Before I'm off and on my way!
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Portland, Oregon - December 21, 2021.

This poem is my attempt to mimic Robert Frost's perfect, "Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening."  No one can match the brilliance of his work, but it was fun to try given the parameters he set for his piece.  It's a challenge because I'm not used to sticking to a strict style in terms of rhyming patterns and syllabic rhythms.