Winter Wonderland
A shimmering sun sends a gliding ray:
to illuminate Dawn's Halo of light.
And golden beams polish the dullest day,
dissolving dark shadows imposed by Night.
But shadows can't appease Sol's appetite,
as He rises to consume Night outright.
Icicles sparkle, and snowflakes glisten
as sunlight puts Winter's white on display.
And Sol's silence compels you to listen
for the faintest sounds that awaken Day.
Freezing temps force children indoors to play:
making snowmen out of paper-mâché.
Snowflakes bend branches of evergreen trees,
and the air feels frigid, sterile, and clean.
You can walk on water when rivers freeze,
while white overshadows everything green.
And Sol sparkles like a crystal citrine,
imbuing the scene with a golden sheen.
Mother Nature carved Winter's wonderland,
and like Spring, Summer, and Autumn, it's grand.
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