That perfect dew
Glistening in the window
Against the soft winter light
Of the morning sunrise.

The frost across the grass
That simmers as you cross
Leaving a pathway to call your own
And leaving your imprint on the earth,
Visible to all – perfect for you.

That cold chill running through your body
When you breath the morning air,
And the wisp of breath stunning the stillness
As you gasp out and watch it twirl.

The skyline dull with perfect consolation
To the chilling dampness inflicting your soul
Spreads out like a wave of anticipation,
As you watch the first snowflakes flail and float
In big fluffy flakes of a soothing décor.

These round bits of serenity drift all around
Catching in your hair,
Glistening like a crown
Dazzling all around you like your own personal show
Falling to the ground,
Covering your soul.

You lift your head toward the sky and realize
The everyday magic that entices your core
Beaming your eyes with nature’s delight,
You wish it would never go.