Winter is almost upon us again, its splendor softly glows.
As the wind silently blows upon the forest, changing it slowly.
As he walks around looking at the last of falls wonder.
He starts to prepare his Palace, for Winters arrival.
The trees shake off the last of their leaves.
The ground is being softly covered with frost.
It glistens splenidly with tiny shimmers of ice.
As the Prince decorates his Palace once again for his brides coming.
He darts here and there taking his time with each and every decoration.
Making the beauty glow beneath his hand.
As he hangs icicles tenderly with care.
Making sure that each tree and blade of grass has been covered.
He places on each little flower still blooming a gentle touch.
As he gently turns them to the proper shades of blues.
Kissing each with kisses so tenderly.
As he paints what leaves are left with lite snow.
The winds pick up blowing the snows around on his canvas.
Jack Frost has came to lend a helping hand, freezing over the waters.
And giving them the glistening of polished crystal.
The small crocus flowers strech to recieve the Princes touch.
As he lovingly caresses each one with his palette of colors.
Turning each one glistening shades of whites and blues.
Of the softest shades of subtle color.
The forest glistens with the newly fallen snows.
As each branch is weighed down with the downy softness.
The bit of Winters grasses are delicately shaded to reflect like tiny bits of mirror.
Each one sparkling with the frost and snow.
The glimmers of frost crystals shine on the snow like millions of Diamonds.
The ice so slick glosses the faces of the water. Inviteing one to come and skate with the ones they love. The holly glowing with all the shimmering beauty of the snow and ice.
Its leaves glistening with little Sapphire shimmers.
His Palace is almost ready to recieve his arriving bride.
The walls hanging with tiny icicles glimmering like a million Diamonds.
The halls sparkle with the crisp snows packed to perfection.
The windows of ice polished to a crystal clear.
Chandeliers hang in the great hall made of icicles reflecting the glow pouring in.
From Winters Sun, as it lights each and every nook with its soft beauty.
Ice sculptors glisten with shining particles of light.
Swans danceing on the frozen ponds, as the animals gleefully play in the freshly fallen snow.
Rabbits chase each other playfully around the trees.
Deer fawns poke there heads out from their hiding places, gingerly placeing theirs hoves into the snow.
And shaking with delight as they romp playfully with each other.
As their mothers watch them discover the snow for the first time.
The Prince watches the show with anticipation and joy as his heart swells with pride.
He has at last prepared his Palace, Winters Palace for his bride.