Blankets of snow in the moon’s soft light,
Winter’s hush, a tranquil night.
A world in white, serene and still,
In the quietude of winter, we find our chill.
Frosty windows and icicles’ gleam,
A winter wonderland, a poet’s dream.
Though the cold may bite, we find our way,
In winter’s embrace, we’ll stay and play.
The hearth’s warm glow, a welcome sight,
As we gather ’round on a snowy night.
With tales to tell and stories to share,
In winter’s quiet, we find solace there.
The world may slumber under snow’s soft veil,
Yet in its silence, our spirits prevail.
In this season of reflection and grace,
In winter’s embrace, we find our place.