Dust of Snow

by Robert Frost

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.

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About grannysu

storyteller, writer, poet, gardener, countrywoman
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2 Responses to Dust of Snow

  1. Julie Estes says:

    Perfect, Sis…just perfect!

  2. Yeah, that is one nice image. Here in Baltimore, we honor our crows/ravens. More snow on Wed? I hope so!

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