Fresh snow shimmering
Soft and of white
Like tiny diamonds
On a moonlit night
Icicles dangling
Like glassy eaves
Winking and swaying
In the midnight breeze
Jack Frost tiptoes, waiting
In a frozen pose
Giggling softly, eager
To nip another nose
Chimneys puff stories
From rooftops high,
Curling like secrets
In the chilly sky
Snow owl hooting
In pine-dusty boughs,
Winking at stars
Peeking over the clouds
Snowflakes conspire
With moonbeams and frost,
To tickle the night
Till all sense is lost.