Richland Community Library: Your Window to the World
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
SNOW
Out of the bosom of the air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodland brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken, silent,
And soft, and slow descends the snow.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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