There's nothing like a peaceful sight
As snowflakes falling in the night.
The midnight sky a cobalt blue
Caressed by stars that shimmer through.
The earth abound in joyful splendor
As Winter wakes in late December.
It hugs the valley down below
With pristine blankets made of snow.
Blows up and down the mountain side
To carve a path for skis to glide,
Then swirls around the frozen lake
Where merry children go to skate.
The snowman, what a welcomed sight
To come upon a wintry night.
His winsome charm and charcoal grin
Awake the restless child within.
Beyond the frosted windowpanes
The glow of stroking fires reigns.
It warms the soul and then the hearth
In homes that welcome peace on earth.
But the best of winter's pleasures
Are those found in yuletide treasures.
Love, the greatest gift of all,
Is born resplendent Christmas morn.
~ Annette Lightbourn
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