In frozen ground, a bloom so small,
Snowdrops rise, defying all.
Winter’s chill, they cast aside,
In purity and grace, they glide.

Amidst the frost, their petals gleam,
A silent promise, a hopeful dream.
Whispering tales of spring to come,
In icy realms, they stand as one.

Through snow and ice, they pierce the veil,
Their strength and beauty never fail.
A touch of warmth, a tender sight,
In winter’s heart, they bring delight.

Oh, snowdrops, gentle and serene,
In coldest months, your light is seen.
A beacon in the winter’s night,
You herald spring with petals white.