Keep the faith

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's 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.

"Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost.

For my god daughter , hoping that she won't forget her journey, all the miles she need, have and want to travel. Keep your chin up, search for your inner strength, keep the faith and bear in mind that you do not need to travel that road alone.
I'm proud of you... my tiny-little batwoman :D