Thursday, January 6, 2011


Out of the bosom of the Air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent and soft and slow
Descends the snow ...

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

1 comment:

  1. Simply beautiful! Love the photo and the poem. Have a lovely day.



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