Each season yields its lofty ways
But none like the wintertime.
Snowflakes falling from the sky
In shapes and forms of every kind.
Every snowflake knows the secret,
But none will ever tell.
How nature performs her miracles
And holds us in her spell.
The snowflakes fall from the sky
And glisten on the shrubs and trees,
Displaying a scenic view once more
Of splendor of a winter day's freeze.
On this changing and enchanted land,
Carpeted with soft and glistening snow,
The snowflakes leave some interesting trails
That vanish as winter winds begin to blow.