This morning there was a dusting of snow over everything and this poem came to mind:
A Dust of Snow
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
Robert Frost
I really didn't want to rue this day, I stopped on the way to school to buy raspberry white chocolate scones for my coworkers and a cup of red velvet mocha coffee. But best laid plans...the day didn't go very well. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.
My husband sent this to me in a text today (he is Washington D.C. with our school's 8th graders this weekend): "There's always tomorrow." They are hopeful words, just like the last line of your post! This poem is one of my favorites!
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