In silence falls the soft white snow
A cold morning wind does blow
Snow covers everything we can see
All around it looks like a winter fantasy.
We hear our footsteps crunch in the snow
As we walk when everything is still
The crisp cold wind brings a shiver
Making cheeks rosy with winter's chill.
Our pathway is covered leaving no trace
We see only fragile etchings in the snow
While walking we must slow our pace
Stepping outside we move very slow.
All around us it is peaceful and quiet
God has created a wonderland of white
All is such a delight to see
And we thank Him for this winter fantasy.