Silent snowflakes fall,
Blanketing the world in white,
Whispers of the chill,
Fires crackle, warm and bright,
Nature sleeps, a peaceful night.
Beneath the soft glow,
Icicles hang like crystals,
Moonlight dances down,
Footprints trace a quiet path,
Winter’s breath, a hush around.
Carol Anne/ MAD
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