Winter's Charm

The winter wind did howl and rave,
And all the world was cold;
The little birds, in feathered haste,
Flocked to the woods so bold.
The icicles, like daggers sharp,
Hung from the branches high;
And all the earth, in snowy sleep,
Beneath a frosty sky.
The children, with their rosy cheeks,
Did skate upon the ice;
And laugh and play, with spirits gay,
In happy, merry guise.
The fire did burn within the hearth,
A cheerful, warming glow;
And tales were told of days of old,
In voices soft and low.
So passed the day, in winter's sway,
Until the night drew near;
And stars did gleam, a silvery dream,
Dispelling doubt and fear.