Winter's Chill

Winter's chill creeps in the air, Snowflakes fall without a care. Ice crystals gleam in the sun, A blanket of white has begun. The trees stand bare, stripped of their leaves, The wind whistles through the winter eve. A time for warmth, for fires aglow, For hot cocoa and mistletoe. The world is hushed, a silent calm, As nature takes a well-deserved palm. The cold may bite, but it's a small price, For the beauty that winter brings to our eyes. So let us embrace the frosty night, And revel in the magic of winter's light. For though it may be harsh and wild, It's a season like no other, so dignified.