In the sky, so vast and free, Dances a snowflake, unique as can be. No two alike, in the winter’s choir, Each one special, a cold sky’s fire. Twirling down from heaven’s gate, On a journey, small but great. With intricate patterns, so fine and rare, A work of art, beyond compare. Through the clouds,…
Snowman’s Playtime In a world so white and bright, Stands a snowman, pure delight. With a carrot nose, so long and neat, And coal-black eyes, oh so sweet! Buttons down his chest, in a tidy row, A scarf around his neck, in the winter glow. Stick arms stretched out, ready for a hug, On his…
In a home where laughter rings, A special ornament hangs and swings. A child’s handprint, painted white, Transformed into a snowman bright. Three buttons down its front, so neat, A ribbon loop, its look complete. Glitter sparkles in the light, A snowman handprint, oh so bright. Each year it graces the Christmas tree, A memory…
In the sky, where dreams take flight, Each snowflake falls, a unique sight. No two the same, in the vast winter’s night, Each a masterpiece, a delicate delight. Tiny dancers in the moon’s soft glow, With patterns no one else can know. They twirl and spin, in the air so light, On a journey to…
In the town where snowflakes sail, Lives a tale of Snow Mail. Letters written in frosty script, Carried by wind, on a snowy drift. Each flake a word, a crystalline verse, Floating through skies, the world to traverse. Messages of love, whispers of cheer, Sent from afar, to those we hold dear. Children giggle, reaching…
The Dance of the Snowflakes In the sky, so high and bright, Snowflakes dance, a wondrous sight. Each one unique, like a star in the night, Twirling and swirling, in the moon’s soft light. They whisper down, without a sound, Covering the earth, all around. A blanket of white, so fluffy and light, Making the…
In a wintry realm where laughter takes flight, Beneath a sky so vast and pearl-white, Children dance in a blizzard’s embrace, Arming snowballs in a frosty arms race. Gloves clasp snow, with mirth in their eyes, They sculpt their icy orbs, winter’s surprise. A battlefield of white, a soft, cold delight, As snowballs arc in…
In winter’s breath, ‘neath diamond skies, Where whispers dance, and cold air lies, A child’s laughter, pure and bright, Crafts angels in the snow, so white. Beneath the moon’s soft, silver glow, In fields where icy breezes blow, A figure forms, with wings outspread, A snowy bed, an angel’s bed. With hands that shape the…
The Snowball’s Revenge In a town where snowflakes twirl and sway, A snowball rolled in jest one day. It grew with each roll, large and round, Till it escaped, not to be found. It rolled down streets with a sneaky spin, Knocking hats off, with a cheeky grin. The townsfolk chased with laughs and shouts,…
In the heart of winter’s embrace, Lay a snowman, with a smiling face. But as the sun climbed, bold and bright, He faced a fate, as day chased night. Melted snowman, a puddle now lies, Where once stood joy, under cold skies. His coal-black eyes, a scarf askew, In the warmth, he bid adieu. Children…
