The sky dons a silver hue, serene and cold,
As snowflakes dance, stories unfold.
Silence blankets the world in white,
Under the gentle moon’s soft light.
Trees stand tall, their branches bare,
A quiet beauty fills the air.
Footsteps crunch on the frozen ground,
Echoes of winter’s gentle sound.
The hearth glows warm with fire bright,
A refuge from the frosty night.
Windows frosted, patterns spun,
By winter’s hand, so deftly done.
Hearts find warmth in seasons’ embrace,
In winter’s calm, a peaceful grace.
Nature rests, in quiet sleep,
Promising secrets to gently keep.