Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The snow has 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.

The First Snow-fall

James Russell Lowell


2 comments:

+JMJ+ said...

It's seems like a prettier snowfall than I can remember. Today it's just pretty!

And this blanket of white has my husband working from home and I love it when were all warm and safe together.

Happy snow day!

Mary said...

Nice poem but it's not Robert Frost!