In the silence of a snow-clad night,
Where stars dance in a frosty sky,
Winter weaves its icy threads,
A tapestry where dreams lie high.

Trees stand tall in crystal gowns,
Frozen breaths in moonlit air,
Soft whispers of a slumbering earth,
In winter’s cold and tender care.

Frosted windows tell a tale,
Of warmth within and chill outside,
Hearts find solace by the fire,
As snowflakes on the wind do ride.

Winter’s touch, a gentle hand,
Cradles all in its embrace,
A season’s end, a quiet start,
In winter’s timeless, peaceful grace.