• The snowflakes descend and the stars glisten
    As the sprites of ice prance and yet listen
    To choirs from the angels to make the ice
    That precipitates to earth looking so precise

    Each shape is different, each shape is unique.
    To make the days of winter not look bleak.
    The leaves have fallen, the flowers have died,
    Yet crystals revives nature's beauty with pride.

    So thank you sprites of winter for this gift
    That gives each shiv'ring person's heart a lift.
    The snow shines brightly to remind us all
    Of your love and duty to the angels' call.