On the wooly fleece of a wide, wintry down
When powdered, descending, white, crystal snow
Graced every hemlock and pine as I did go
Roving blissfully and cheerful on a frosted lane to town.
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Wonderful Sonnet. Fantastic imagery. Great pen.