It's that time of the year...

Time grows short, though the hourglass stands still,
Here visits the unmistakeable chill,
Snowflakes arrive ,carpeting the weathered floor,
Melody’s in the moment,could you ask for more?

Vibrant greens and royal purples do retreat,
Cascading curtains of white we greet.
Lo! Footsteps are now pristine blue pools,
Every man’s a dreaming,humming fool!

Beckoned again from dusty old corners,
Cheerful bulbs of light ,quite an audience garner.
Bitter coffee conversations take a vacation,
Cheerful cups of chocolate hapeen,the cafes are quite a location.

Feisty snow creatures rise forth from the garden,
Brownies and pies ensure that plates are scraped till they’re barren.
Oh and you could just join us for a carol,we’re a merry flock,
Waltz away your troubles as you celebrate round the clock.

I know not if moonbeams stand guard over my dreams,
But powerful cheer is in the air,so it seems.
And every step I take,I ask myself
Did I walk into a fairytale?

-Vidya