Amidst the silent snow’s embrace,
The world in slumber, softly dreams,
Each flake a whisper, gentle grace,
In winter’s calm and quiet streams.

Beneath the moon’s ethereal glow,
The trees stand cloaked in silver white,
Their branches weave a tale of snow,
A tapestry of pure delight.

The breath of frost adorns the air,
A crystal dance upon the breeze,
In every corner, everywhere,
Winter paints its masterpiece with ease.

In stillness, hearts find warmth anew,
As winter’s chill wraps all in peace,
A season’s end, a promise true,
In snow’s embrace, our spirits cease.