Quietly the snow flakes fall
Gently dusting the frozen ground
Colouring the lifeless trees in white
The air is crisp and biting all around
The wind howls like a baying wolf
Its lonely song echos thru the night
My eyes are dazzled by the beauty of the snow
Illuminated by the moon's silvery light
The windows are all nicely cover'd
With a kaleldoscope of designs
Crystal prints of artistic ice
Jack Frost has left behind
I love to watch a winter's night
Snuggled warmly near the fire place
A scenic frozen master piece
Nature paints with subtle grace
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