The winter solstice sun
Spreads shadows on the snow.
Our coldest season has begun,
When artic whirlwinds blow
Snowbanks so deep,
Plow-piled steep,
The yards are far below.

Yet, there's beauty in the scene,
When viewed with open eyes,
Where winter's flocked the evergreens,
Seen against the crisp blue skies.
And also note
The lovely coat
As snow white drifts arise.

This fresh new winter coat,
That sparkles in the light,
Has virtues to denote
When children see the sight --
Snowmen, snowballs,
Even igloo walls
Can cause hours of delight.

There's lots of things to do
That make this season grand:
Ice skating, and sliding too,
Are always in demand.
We'll trim the tree.
It's great to be
In this winter wonderland!