I'm a princess in my castle, lonely, waiting to be found. Flowers fade and leaves appear, beauty's lost, but life abounds. Top Peaceful Perfection Cold silver frosts the day. Deceiving clouds, soft and innocent, are thick with snow crystals. The walk is slick beneath my feet, glazed with rime.
Boots kick, sound echoes.
Boughs strain earthward, a battle for survival. Snow glistens, thousands of feathery particles dust the grozen pond with a velvet coverlet. My eyes sparkle and color blooms on cheeks and nose. Lashes are sprinkled with flakes. Perfection in a peaceful dawn.