There Comes She…

Aparna Mukherji

There comes she
Showering her graces
To the people of the earth
Who awaits her all year through
Her love never fades away
As her affection is so true.

There is she
Wearing a white long outfit
Swaying and dancing
Making the environment chilly
Making everyone happy.

Her snowy white color
Makes nature elated
Nature also drowns in her beauty
Everywhere you see is the snowy streets and snow-capped hills.
Giving a sense of chills.

She is none other
She is our season winter
For whom we wait
All the year through
She gives us relief
From the scorching heat
Making us feel the coldness
Of the cold weather
Which we embrace forever…