Winter's brittle beauty
   comes
in a snow-fall,
whiter-than-white.
Adorning skeleton
   trees;
wrapping this place
in a crystal comforter.
The air is still --
a quiet envelopes
this wonderland...
no bird to sing.
Winter's brittle beauty
   comes.
the air casts blue
in the frozen twilight.
The hearth is warm,
the home snow-bound,
yet magic reigns.
Winter's brittle beauty
   comes...