Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

I picked this poem because It was the easiest to translate.  I have studied " The Road Less Traveled" but I don't remember much about the analyzing of it.  This poem rhymed, which I liked.  It also painted a clear picture.  I find myself staring out the window at the snow.  It's simply beautiful to watch, from inside.  I feel this horseman, was struck by the beautiful snow falling in the woods, that he just had to stop and admire it.  His horse needs to calm down and enjoy it too; for he was confused at why they were stopping.  I also loved the end whole ending stanza.  The woods were lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep.   I just find it so enchanting.  I am not sure if there is a deeper meaning to this, but i just thoroughly enjoyed it after reading that horror story, A Good Man Is Hard To Find.