See into this picture, beyond right in front of you,
Snow falling lightly, the trees that once had leaves
Now dressed in white are a beautiful scene to be.
What was once grass of green is now a blanket of white,
Fences of wood stretched out in the distance are covered.
Icicles of many shapes and sizes hang from roof tops,
Feel the wind, hear it sing as it passes through the land.
The sky has many colors, so cold it appears sitting still,
There are no stars on this night, not a moon so bright.
A snow scene can be a most beautiful thing, see what might be.