I rely on December flowers
Beauty crystallized and pristine
And so over lands I scour
To uncover a snowy scene
Luck would surely find me
Waking before the fall
And with the night owls I'd be
Witnessing the elements brawl
I rely on December flowers
For spring's aren't as sweet
And autumn's will leave you dour
As they wither at your feet
Lest you show me otherwise
To this I will adhere
Winter be the best of times
December flowers are near