In the hush of winter’s night,
A gentle whisper rides the air,
Frosted breath in moonlight’s glow,
Caressing dreams with tender care.
Snowflakes dance in silent streams,
Weaving tales of ancient lore,
Crystals glisten on barren trees,
Telling secrets from days of yore.
The world sleeps beneath a silver veil,
Wrapped in winter’s tranquil grace,
Stars twinkle in a frosty sky,
Guiding souls to a peaceful place.
As dawn breaks o’er the snowy fields,
A new hope rises with the sun,
Winter’s beauty softly fades,
Yet its magic lingers on.