Snow on the quivering tulips, a blanket soft and pure, a peaceful scene, so tranquil, of beauty to endure.
The tulips bend and sway, with petals dressed in white, a sight to warm the heart, on this winter's night.
The snowflakes swirl and dance, with grace that knows no bounds
Falling softly to the earth, a winter's symphony resounds.
And though the tulips sleep, beneath this coat of snow, their beauty shines so brightly, for all the world to know.
So let us cherish this moment, this peaceful, snowy scene, for soon the tulips will awaken, and bloom with vibrant sheen.
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