A Frosty Tale
Wrote by cold ink with a warm Heart ❤️

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.
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❤️



Comments (1)
Just beautiful and how I wish for very frosty mornings.