Where did that spec of snow fall on me from!? Oh wait that crow must have shaken the branch
The Dust of Snow
This already makes me feel so much better!
The narrator , Robert Frost has a rough day and regrets his actions while standing under a hemlock tree
Hey! not all of it is lost! I still have part of my day left
Suddenly some movement of a crow sitting on the hemlock tree shakes it and a tiny dust of snow falls on Robert FrostThe way a crow shook down on meThe dust of snow from a Hemlock tree
Small insignificant things can also be harbingers and catalysts for change!
This incident of the snow falling him instantaneously gives him happiness and turns his dismal gloomy mood into a brighter oneHas given my heartA change of mood
The rest of the poet's day is saved from the happiness derived earlierAnd saved some partOf a day I had rued.