My Sweet Winter Poem by Nikhila Churia

The trees have shed their tears,
And the lakes are clad in snow,
But the blue light of the moon glows;
Brighter than never before.

Yes, it is the winter charm,
A charm that brings a smile;
Of hope and reasons to thrive;
Our wonderful journey of life.

The clouds hum a lullaby;
Cuddling the nature to sleep;
Like a sweet little baby she sleeps;
Embraced by the magical blanket of snow.

Its all white and gray, but bright;
With the moon showering its light;
'Sweet baby sleep', the angel sings;
'The journey of the seasons awaits'.