In the hush of winter’s embrace,
Snowflakes dance with delicate grace.
Each one unique, a fleeting sight,
They blanket the world in shimmering white.

Beneath the moon’s gentle glow,
The silent earth is draped in snow.
Trees stand tall, their branches crowned,
In a sparkling gown, the beauty profound.

Footprints mark a transient trail,
Through the quiet, frosty vale.
Whispers of the cold, crisp air,
Tell tales of winter’s tender care.

As dawn breaks, the world awakes,
To a landscape pure, where silence quakes.
Snowflakes melt with morning’s kiss,
Leaving behind a fleeting bliss.