Please read the following poems.
Dust of Snow by Robert Frost (1874-1963)
Version 1
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.
Version 2
The way that a crow
shook down right on me
some snow, sort of like dust,
from a high hemlock bough
has given my heart
a different feeling about things,
and partly saved
a day I felt had been wasted.
Version 3
How dear the ways of Natue! Lo, you crow
Precipitated earthward, even on me,
A pulverous silver essence, dust of snow,
White benefactions of a hemlock tree;
Bequeathing (legacy unto my heart!)
Transfigurations of an erstwhile mood,
Redeeming a jeweled modicum, wee part
Of one diurnal unit I had rued.
Taken from Western Wind: An
Introduction to Poetry
Which version do you like? Why? 
