Analysis of A Crystal Heart

When Sol smiles fire and ice meld,
sculpting winter into art.
And as the short days lengthen,
snowmen gain a crystal heart.

Nature dapples the land with
patches of green dusted white.
And birds begin flocking home,
lured by the extended light.

Gathering upon rooftops,
glistening droplets amass.
And dripping down from the eves,
form icicles clear as glass.

Disappearing instantly,
frosty breaths disperse to naught.
Their smoky swirling contrails,
lost to breezes that spring has brought.