Beauty of Winters

Waking up to the snowfall was lovely viewt to stare, But the gloomy sky filled the aura with pathos and sloth. Soon the noon sunlight cast a dazzling brilliance across the snow glare, Made me run out to breath in the fresh snow while covered in elegantly woven woolen clothe. As I behold the serene landscape of sleet, Sighting the dreamy wonderland said an exquisite winter began. While striking snowballs and go sledding was a fun treat, I lead to muse about the possibilities to build a snowman.