Whispers of Winter

In the still of morning, a breath is taken,

From the evening whir, humanity awakens.

A twinkling blanket, woven from crystals and light,

Cloaks the world delicately, icing it in white.

The lawns, once green, now shimmering sweet,

Blades of glass sparkling, beneath my feet.

Evergreens dressed, in glistening gowns,

Tall and comforting, brushed with gemstone crowns.

Under pastel skies, a frozen moment in time,

The atmosphere brittle, yet beautifully sublime,

Exhaling clouds in the silent dawn,

Winter arrives, Autumn has gone.

Lovers embrace, with heartfelt surprise

Waltzing through driveways, mesmerized.

Admiring the shimmer, a veil of delight,

The first frosted dawn, chilled overnight.