The soft glow of dusk brushes through her hair
The cool wintery winds caresses her face
She strides through the snow without any care
As fresh snowflakes blesses her with grace
Deep in winter twilight Spring Buds slumber
Whilst bare limbs of trees catch the falling snow
Through the maze of trees she crosses under
she brushes them off with her hands and blows
Like dandelion fluff that disappears
The snowflakes melt away in twilight\'s beam
She laughs, softly turning, and then she cheers
Deep within winter\'s twilight blissful sheen
The cool Wintery winds caressing her face
Twilight\'s ethereal beauty instilling it\'s grace