Ms Snow

She skips along with gleam in her eye. Oh, those icy blues twinkling freely, and it ignites a warm light of mine. Oh, how pretty and gorgeous she is, much to her denial, and much to my insist. Oh, how adorable she is, much to her defense, and much I must persist. To each I visit, I will strengthen the fire. A warm embrace for her snowy attire. Enough to keep the frost away.