In frizid regions of Tundra
Bare snowflakes gently blush,
Someone has vividly poured acrylics
With mild strokes of airy brush.

Unfeigned fountain of colors
Nicer than foamy waterstream;
Celestial nymphs have come down–
To hail the harmonic hymn.

Reindeers have addicted to glee;
Sky's filled with...