In the memories of last winter's embrace,
A blend of green tea, lemon, and ginger, delicate in taste.
Not the burning timber, but a warmth so tender,
Life's hues transformed, becoming richer, surrender.

She gracefully stepped into the picture,
A radiant figure, gold-plating what was once silver.
Snowflakes danced in a symphony of delight,
Each moment extended, a canvas of winter's light.

Underneath the cold, a warmth profound,
Echoes of laughter, a love unbound.
In the gallery of time, this winter's treasure,
A tale of joy, a symphony beyond measure.