I want to learn all I can, live as wisely as I can, and savor every moment on the journey.
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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I feature this poem in my post “Two Nature Poems I Found and Fell in Love with as a Preteen.”