Winter season poem

IIn the realm of winter's embrace, Where frosty tendrils dance in grace, Thicles hang like oystal chimes, Playing nature's frozen rhymes.

Each droples resonates a note in silence it sings, Nature's melody, as the north wind brings, ot symphony of frost, a delicate tune, Chimes of winter beneath the pale, cold moon.

Dangling with poise, in the frigid air, They capture time's essence, a trawient affair, As winter delicately weaves it design sublime, Icicles, like memories, in frozen beauty entwine.