Covered in Hoarfrost

In the still of night, when the world is hushed,

A magical transformation is rushed.

The trees, once green, now adorned with white,

Their branches, like diamonds, shining bright.

 

The hoarfrost, delicate and fine,

A winter blanket that's pure and divine.

A tapestry woven with icy threads,

Transforming the forest into a winter bed.

 

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Reflecting the moonlight, a silver shine.

A winter wonder, both rare and true,

The hoarfrost on trees, a sight to view.

 

So when you wander through the wood so still,

Take a moment to admire this frosty thrill.

For it is a reminder of nature's grace,

And a reminder of the beauty in every place.

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