Ever so softly,
Or cold as ice.
Its touch is gentle,
but packs together.
It comes down as white flakes,
and becomes a pure blanket.
Memories can be made,
In this kind of weather.
Laughter, smiles.
Kisses, and cuddling.
Hot chocolate is the best,
for when your body is shaking.
It's beauty no's no bounds.
As it covers the ground.
Making a pure blanket,
on the restless scenery.
Oh, how winter can be amazing.
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