Evette Eleese

White trickles down
Covers the town
Shall I stay
and watch them play?

Icy wind blows
Tickles my nose
It calls me forth
from the north.

A rhythmic show
Moves to and fro
My gaze it froze
on dancing snows.

Twirling, dancing
Snowflakes prancing
Musical chimes
Icicles keep time.

Smooth lakes of ice
Dancing entice
A ballroom floor
In grand splendor.

Trees don white
And take the night
In fancy array
They dance and sway.

Icy wind chills me
Tho' I long to see
Shall I stay
and watch them play?

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