Flakes descend in gentle dance,
A whisper in the winter’s trance.
The world adorned in purest white,
A silent song through endless night.

Each crystal tells a tale untold,
Of dreams and secrets softly bold.
Beneath the moon’s ethereal glow,
The earth transforms with every snow.

Quiet streets and muffled sounds,
A peaceful calm that knows no bounds.
In frosty air, the heart finds peace,
As time slows down, and worries cease.

Embrace the chill, the cold’s embrace,
In winter’s arms, a gentle grace.
With every flake, a hope reborn,
In snowy nights, anew we mourn.