The First Snow Of Winter
Tomorrow it will be thick and icy on the ground đ
The First Snow of Winter
The world awakens, veiled in white,
A quiet dawn, a softer light.
Each branch adorned, a crystal crown,
A hush descends upon the town.
The earth, once weary, now appears
Renewed beneath this cloak of years.
Footsteps vanish, a fleeting trace,
As winter paints the world with grace.
The air is crisp, the breath is seen,
A fleeting puff, a fragile sheen.
Childrenâs laughter breaks the calm,
Their joy a winterâs healing balm.
Each flake, a whisper, soft and still,
A poetâs dream, a painterâs quill.
They gather, dance, and intertwine,
To craft a scene near most divine.
The first snow falls, a gentle plea,
To pause, reflect, and simply be.
For in this fleeting, pure embrace,
We find the magic time wonât erase.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mindâ¤ď¸
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Nice work
Good work and the magic of a winter snow.