In the crisp air of winter, a story unfolds,
Whispers of snow, tales yet to be told.
The world dressed in white, a frosty embrace,
A magical journey, in this cold, enchanting space.
Winter's song, a symphony of delight,
Underneath the moon, painting the night.
Frozen whispers, in the silent air,
A dance of snowflakes, beyond compare.
Scarves and mittens, against the chill,
Footprints in the snow, a canvas to fill.
Fireplaces crackling, with stories to share,
A cozy haven, where love is in the air.
Winter's song, a symphony of delight,
Underneath the moon, painting the night.
Frozen whispers, in the silent air,
A dance of snowflakes, beyond compare.
Icy branches sparkle, in the morning light,
Nature's crystal sculptures, a breathtaking sight.
Skies of gray, or a brilliant blue,
Winter's beauty, forever anew.
Skating on frozen ponds, laughter in the cold,
A wonderland of memories, cherished and bold.
Snowmen standing tall, with button eyes,
In Winter's embrace, where joy never lies.
Winter's song, a symphony of delight,
Underneath the moon, painting the night.
Frozen whispers, in the silent air,
A dance of snowflakes, beyond compare.
As Winter bows out, in a soft goodbye,
Leaving footprints of magic, under the sky.
A season of wonder, in every fleeting glance,
The timeless allure of the waltz with Winter's dance.
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