In the stillness of the moonlit night,
Snowflakes dance with pure delight.
Each one a whisper, soft and bright,
Painting the world in a blanket of white.

They drift and swirl, a silent song,
Creating a scene where dreams belong.
Gentle kisses from the sky,
Falling gracefully, as time goes by.

Upon the trees, they softly lay,
Turning the branches into a fairy play.
A world transformed by their tender grace,
Bringing peace to every place.

As morning comes and sunlight beams,
Snowflakes glisten like precious dreams.
A fleeting moment, pure and true,
Leaving behind a world anew.