Most trees stand bare, though others green
Hollies peek through the snow-filled ground
At dawn, no creatures can be seen
The chill of winter all around
But golden rays turn skies to blue
And morning blooms, a lovely sight
The sun ascends with stunning hue
Its glow brings the earth back to light
In open fields, fresh virgin snow
Windblown snowbanks, frozen hills
With sunlight, snow melt gives an icy glow
Revealing crystal lace as water spills
Through winter’s chill, the earth holds tight
To beauty cloaked in frosted light
12-14-2024
© F Aparici