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A Frosty Tale

Wrote by cold ink with a warm Heart ❤️

By Marie381Uk Published about a year ago 1 min read

A Frosty Tale

As dawn awakes with gentle light,

The world is draped in purest white,

A whispering chill, the air so clear,

Winter’s first frost has finally here.

Each blade of grass, a crystal crown,

The rooftops wear a glistening gown,

The trees stand tall, their limbs adorned,

In icy lace, their beauty born.

The breath of morning, a clouded sigh,

As whispered secrets drift on high,

Children’s laughter, crisp and bright,

Chasing dreams in the frosty bite.

Nature’s crafting , a fleeting art,

A moment's magic, a brand-new start,

With every sparkle, the day unfurls,

Winter's first frost, enchanting the world.

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About the Creator

Marie381Uk

I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️

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  • Mark Grahamabout a year ago

    Just beautiful and how I wish for very frosty mornings.

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