What's in My Pocket?Hint -- It's Poem in Your Pocket Day!

Way back in the spring of 1998, I tore a page out of The New Yorker.  That same page is still magneted to my refrigerator, and this remains one of my favorite poems.   Because it's spring, because they're daffodils, because inside each of us, still, is a gleeful child just waiting for something to make us clap with joy! 



 Today is Poem in Your Pocket Day, sponsored by the Academy of American Poets.

I have another favorite, and I probably like it for many of the same reasons I like "48 Big Daffodils" -- because the little things matter a lot. This poem was an assigned essay topic in my 10th grade American lit class, lo these many years ago, and I still have it memorized.  Do you know it?


Dust of Snow

The way a crow
Shook down on me
A 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

 
What poem will you share with the world today??