Wreath of Winter's Embrace

In the frost of night, where whispers fall, a wreath stands

tall against it all. Berries glint red like a heart's quiet call,

circle of green, through the icy haze, hope in the cold

on the darkest days, winter's embrace wraps the world in lace.

In snowflakes dance, a fleeting parade, a wreath holds steady, it doesn't fade.

Ribbons like laughter in the serenade, and through the storms it stays, it stands.

A promise held in evergreen hands. No words are spoken but love commands.

Circle of green, through the icy haze, hope in the cold