Whispers of Winter

Whispers of Winter

The wind whispers tales, of a season anew,

As snowflakes descend, in shades of white and blue.

The first snowfall, a delicate sigh,

A gentle caress, as the world goes by.

The air grows crisp, with a frosty embrace,

Each snowflake a whisper, in time and space.

They settle on rooftops, and cover the ground,

A silent symphony, in winter's profound.

The trees stand adorned, in a snowy gown,

Their branches adorned, with a crystalline crown.

The world is transformed, a tranquil delight,

As winter's magic, takes hold of the night.

The first snowfall, a promise of rest,

A time for reflection, to be truly blessed.

In the hushed silence, a moment to pause,

As winter's beauty, enchants and awes