Saturday, January 3, 2009

Poetry


Poetry Friday is being hosted by A Year of Reading this week. I am late to post, as usual!

I am posting a poem in honor/memory of all the snow we had the month of December.





The First Snowfall
by: James Russell Lowell

The snow had begun in the gloaming,
And busily all the night
Had been heaping field and highway
With a silence deep and white.

Every pine and fir and hemlock
Wore ermine too dear for an earl,
And the poorest twig on the elm-tree
Was ridged inch deep with pearl.


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