The winter’s breath, a silent song,
In icy realms where nights are long.
Frosted whispers through the trees,
Paint a world of tranquil ease.

Snowflakes dance in moonlit glow,
Weaving tales of long ago.
Blankets white on earth’s embrace,
A quiet, tender, cold caress.

Stars above in crystal skies,
Reflect the wonder in our eyes.
A hushed serenity unfolds,
As winter’s magic gently holds.

Amid the chill, a warmth does grow,
In hearts that cherish winter’s show.
For in the stillness, we find peace,
And in winter’s realm, our souls release.