In the hush of winter’s night, the world lays still,
A blanket of stars, a silent thrill.
Snowflakes dance in the moon’s pale light,
Weaving dreams in the quiet night.

Frosted windows tell tales untold,
Of warmth within, and cold without hold.
Trees stand bare, yet regal in form,
Embracing the beauty of winter’s storm.

The air is crisp, a breath so pure,
Each step a whisper, each glance demure.
Time seems to pause, in this serene freeze,
As hearts find peace in the gentle breeze.

Winter’s song, a melody so sweet,
Echoes through the silence, a rhythmic beat.
In its embrace, we find our grace,
A season of wonder, a timeless place.