36 <br /> <br /> Snow flakes. <br /> <br />I counted till they danced so <br />Their slippers leaped the town, <br />And then I took a pencil <br />To note the rebels down. <br />And then they grew so jolly <br />I did resign the prig, <br />And ten of my once stately toes <br />Are marshalled for a jig!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snow-flakes-2/
