Enthusiastic eyes like ashes aglow
A pale face with sign of longing
Sensitive appendages cut by ice
Covered in thy outfit of hail
Appealing grin; we it should allure
Still she lies, so tranquil and sweet
Encased by the winter white
A solitary cherished and valuable sight
On the wind she whispers ride
What's more, on the wind the psalm does float
Upon the skyline the sun climbs
At the point when the wind subsides and the psalm does end
The hush falls and she offers compensation
With still and peace her heart does retouch