Robert Frost

We received our first dusting of snow last night. Winter is arriving early!
Here's a short poem for your consideration by Robert Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963).

Dust of Snow

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
--Robert Frost