A large treasure chest, Coated in white chocolate Tall and proud It stands, Forever the frozen season. Opened, crisp Its arms stretch wild Every pocket Of its Wings filled Cavernous, its cuisine aglow together a mouthwatering harmony Defies Mother’s warmth The arid become fresh fruits, dripping With vigor, Nurtured with love. It hums a sweet tune, Placid but sprightly A Lush garden, Dim and moonlit Its harvest radiates All Triumph’s colors Its foot is iced, A snowfield rests, tranquil, over Winter’s sweets While a day’s fuel Gleams, joyously, above it.