In the quiet hush of winter’s breath,
Snowflakes dance on the whispering breeze,
A tranquil world in a soft white dress,
Where dreams float gently with ease.

Each flake a story, a whispered tale,
Of journeys far and lands unseen,
They gather softly on the pale earth,
Weaving a blanket serene.

Beneath the moon’s gentle silver glow,
Shadows stretch on the snow-clad ground,
A symphony of silence fills the night,
Where peace and stillness abound.

In the heart of this frosty wonderland,
Time stands still, a moment to hold,
The snow’s embrace, a gentle reminder,
Of stories yet to be told.