Winter's Dream

Winter hands grace the cold night air

The moonlight dancing off of snow 

Soft winds caress the trees with care

Painting a picture of a world unknown

A soft white blanket covers the land

The song of silence follows suit

Slowly brushed with a chilling hand

Nothing shall wake or bare its fruit

Silent and gorgeous the earth stands waiting

Frozen in time with neither a whisper or scream

With the last hours of night slowly fading

So ends the wonder of winter's dream