In the hush of a winter’s night, they fall,
Gentle whispers from the heavens above,
Each unique in their delicate design,
A testament to nature’s endless love.

They dance upon the icy breeze,
Twirling in a silent, graceful flight,
Landing softly on the earth below,
Turning the world into a canvas of white.

Each flake a miracle, a fleeting guest,
Melting as quickly as they appear,
A reminder of the beauty in the ephemeral,
Of moments cherished, ever so dear.

Oh, how they shimmer in the morning light,
A fleeting wonder, pure and bright,
A symphony of silence in the cold, crisp air,
Snowflakes, a gift beyond compare.