On a dreary, cold winter morn,
Rising early with the glowing sun;
Was born a little baby girl;
Beautiful rainbow after the storm.

Biting cold, its fury unleashed,
Chilly easterlies vigorously blowing;
Baby wrapped tightly in mother’s arm;
A warm embrace against nature’s fury.

Frosty pines across undulating hills,
Birds chirping harmoniously through;
A cute baby at her mother’s breast;
Easing the pain with joyous suckling.

Half-frozen rivers and lakes aplenty,
Nature’s beauty gracefully unravelled;
Baby’s cooing and crying a tear revealed;
A sign of hope and of love fulfilled.

Misty gardens with flowers blooming,
Pink, purple, red, white and yellow;
Like as the sun rays shimmered through;
A baby’s smile sparkled across the skies.

Lush greenery dotted the landscape,
Along dusty roads a haven revealed;
Hidden behind a baby’s innocence;
A lovely and sweet angel to behold.