In the stillness of the night, snow descends,
Each flake a whisper, a message it sends.
Covering earth in a quilt so white,
A hush falls over, soft and light.

Trees stand tall, cloaked in white attire,
Their branches adorned, like a choir.
Silence reigns, the world in pause,
Nature’s artwork, without a flaw.

Footprints trace stories untold,
Paths of wanderers, brave and bold.
Beneath the moon’s gentle gleam,
Snow sparkles, like a dream.

Hearts warmed by the winter’s chill,
As snowflakes dance, never still.
A season’s gift, in each gentle fall,
Winter’s magic, enchanting all.