While heading to work yesterday, I stopped for a little while to watch the lightly falling snow. (Near the office is a small wooded area with a brook, and this is a great place to observe nature throughout the changing seasons of the year.)
While watching the snow, some words of (I believe) Robert Frost came to mind, but I could not quite place them. Later reflection brought up the following poem (not exactly what I had in mind, but it fits very well):
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