Snow

In winter's gentle hush, a tale unfolds,

A dance of snowflakes, a world in white it molds.

Softly they descend from the heavens above,

A silent symphony, a masterpiece of love.

Each flake a unique work of art,

Gracefully painting the earth, playing its part.

Blanketing the world in a quilt so pure,

A tranquil scene, where dreams endure.

The landscape transformed, a magical sight,

Sparkling crystals shimmering in the soft moonlight.

Whispers of frost in the crisp, cold air,

A winter's embrace, beyond compare.

So let us cherish this fleeting show,

As the snow blankets all, a gift to bestow.

In nature's stillness, a wondrous show,

A poem written by winter, in the language of snow.