See the glitter of stars in the night skies
And the bridal whiteness of mid winter.
See the dance of snowflakes in the moonlight.
See the fragile beauty of moment's rare.
O the wren, is so bold, in fleeting snow:
O it's treasured by the clear winter light.
Ice laden trees and fields set hearts aglow:
Captured by the camera's steady eye.
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