Pine Cones In The Snow
When the pine tosses its cones
To the song of its waterfall tones,
Who speeds to the woodland walks?
To birds and trees- who talks?
-Taken from the poem, “Woodnotes”, written by Ralph Waldo Emerson in 1847.
———-> UP NEXT: A White Tailed Deer watches us in the late afternoon.
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