A towering tree and skier speckle Mt. Werner
Loom over a pretty slope side corner.
Rivers cut through snowy scenes
Like icy cold ribbon seams.
Squirrels and magpies chatter nonstop
Until deer hooves go clip, clop.
The trees are covered in ice and snow
And in the moonlight they seem to glow.
Children laugh and throw snowballs
Then come inside to warm and get snow in the halls.
If you look hard enough, you may see
Moose eating down by the stream.
As a careful skier picks their way downhill,
A snow boarder whizzes past showing off mad skill.
Cozy little cabins with white snow trim
Say that our chances of wanting to come home are slim.