Footprints on the snow

In the early morning,
when the world is still, 
White blanket of snow
Covers all in chill. 

Footprints in the snow
tell us something nice, 
Whispers of the wanderers,
brave and wise. 
 
Let's read footprints like a book, these pictures in the snow, 
Each step has  its own secret, which nobody knows. 

From the laughter of a child
to the dance of deer, 
Every print  here is a tale,
Oh, believe me, dear.

A trail of tiny paw prints,
leading  to the trees, 
Is a family of rabbits,
hopping here with ease. 

Larger tracks beside them,
shadow in blue light, 
Is a fox on the prowl
In the pale moonlight. 
 
Let's read footprints like a book, these pictures in the snow, 
Each step has  its own secret, which nobody knows. 

From the laughter of a child
to the dance of deer, 
Every print  here is a tale,
Oh, believe me, dear. 
 
Every crunch beneath your feet,
Is a story of the Frost.
In this winter wonderland,
You can  find what you've lost.
 
Let’s walk through this story,
Your heart be your guide, 
In the canvas of winter
where your dreams can hide. 
Every footprint in the snow
holds memory so true, 
A chapter in your life
that always feels so new.

Let's read footprints like a book, Pictures in the snow, 
Each step has  its own secret, which nobody knows.