In hush of dawn, a shroud of white,
Gentle crystals fall, pure and bright,
Like whispers of silk on the earth's soft bed,
A tapestry woven where life gently spreads.


Each flake, a pearl against the vast blue sky,
Dances with joy as the cold winds sigh,
Snow bound dreams twinkle in morning's face,
Nature's ballet in a silent, serene space.


The world dons a gown of glistening frost,
pine trees shimmer, their warmth never lost,
Underneath layer of this delicate quilt,
A secret life stirs, where magic is built.


In frosted kingdom, soft shadows play,
A crystalline forest where children may sway,
With laughter like bells, they leap and spin,
Creating their stories, where wonder begins.


The air bites sharp, yet my heart feels light,
As the sun's golden kiss turns the snow into bright,
Each particle glimmers, a universe...