In the hush of winter’s embrace,
Snowflakes dance with gentle grace,
A silent ballet in the night,
Blanketing the world in white.

Each flake a whisper from the sky,
Falling softly, drifting by,
Nature’s quilt, so pure and bright,
A canvas of serene delight.

Trees adorned in crystal gowns,
Streets transformed in snowy crowns,
Footsteps muffled, voices low,
In the stillness of the snow.

Beneath the stars, a tranquil scene,
The world aglow with winter’s sheen,
In every flake, a story told,
Of winter’s magic, calm and cold.