Swedish Snowfall
A land of winter at its best.
Silent flakes in Sweden fall,
A frozen dance that blankets all.
The pines stand tall, with crowns of white,
Embracing winter’s calm, soft light.
The world is hushed, a quiet glow,
As rivers freeze and breezes blow.
Footsteps vanish in the drift,
As icy winds the night sky lift.
The northern lights above appear,
A painting in the atmosphere.
In Sweden’s snow, the soul finds rest,
A land of winter at its best.
Here, the cold is pure and bright,
A season wrapped in endless night.
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By Mercy Sigilai about a year ago in Poets
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So soothing and beautiful to read. I would love this much snow.
The snow, seasons
Sweden, a beautiful place indeed
Aww! Your poem softly defines the magic of snow that happens in Sweden. The beautiful scenery of 'Winter' lightens up the mood. Good start! Keep uploading beautiful poetry <3