Winter's Sheen

Frozen ponds bear winters sheen Stark and bare, what once was green Morning frosts bring winter's bite, Now bitter days, and freezing nights. The winter sun, no comfort brings Too weak to thaw out winter's sting Amongst this there is beauty though, How lovely is new fallen snow. How beautiful are icicles Frozen cobwebs on a hedge, Frosty patterned window panes And snow upon the window ledge. Who is there does not delight In watching snowflakes fall at night, As silently across the land The snow queen opens up her hand. For a time, all will be still Captured each, by winter's chill. Winter, she shall have her day And for a while, she will hold sway.