• Shimmers of silver and white fall fom the sky,
    Shapes that only God could have designed.
    Such small fragile things brings such cheer,
    Such natural beauty that to your eye brings a tear.

    So crisp is the air and so chilly,
    The ground the color of fresh lily.
    The crunching under your feet echos,
    These feelings you don't want to let go.

    These feelings of peacefulness and content,
    You feel no hatrid, worries, or regret.
    You feel as pure as the shimmers of silver and white,
    As you bath in the paleness of the moonlight.

    You feel a slight breeze against your face,
    The shimmers dancing around you with grace.
    You look toward the dark night sky,
    And see the stars glowing bright as fireflies.

    You cannot help but smile,
    Just like when you were a small child.
    Such whiteness so pure,
    Which is only seen once a year.

    The solitude of this beautiful winter night,
    Only lit up by the stars and moon's light.
    Creating a sparkle on the snow that you can't help but touch,
    It looks as if the snow is really fairy dust.

    Only God the greatest artist could of done this,
    Taking his magic and applying it on canvas.
    Such beauty has been created by him,
    All other art compared to this seems so dim.

    Winter is not meant to last,
    The season comes and goes too fast.
    But never forget these feeling and times so pure,
    Because no matter what they'll come year after year.