By Miranda Clarity
your flakes fall in a flurry
meandering their way down from heaven above
to frost the world in your cold embrace
snuggled in the warmth of my room
I hear your whispers and occasional whistles
as you roam outside
I fall asleep to the creak of trees
and the moan of my rooftop
the reassuring sounds of your footsteps
as you lay your wintry blanket down
upon waking I open the window
to see the legend of your touch upon the world
the vision before me
heralds the full majesty of your arrival
crisp morning air
cold to the touch
my breath becomes a fog
as it escapes my mouth
and each wisp floats away from me
to dissipate and vanish into your sky
as far as my eyes can see
all is now draped in your mantle of white
shimmering with the sparkle of diamonds
beneath sun’s ray
your crystal necklaces of ice
adorn the eaves of each house
sporadically letting fall a teardrop here and there
to freeze once more
upon reaching its new home
I drink my morning coffee
and hear the comforting crackle of the fire
from my living room
as I look upon the landscape of your beauty
through my window
bitingly cold but stunningly beautiful
there is nothing like the effect
you have upon the world
Miranda Clarity has been writing poetry since the age of 12. She is now getting her poetry published to spread messages of beauty, truth and inspiration to the world during these turbulent times.