Poets logo

Frost

The Change of Seasons

By Barbara Gode WilesPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Frost
Photo by Nathaniel Shuman on Unsplash

The beauty is overwhelming as the seasons start to change.

The frost on the grass has left me no time to rearrange.

Fall is barely over but that seems to be okay.

As the first frost glistens on the start of a new day.

Winter is upon us as we stand to face the cold.

Challenges have never made us be so bold.

The shimmering frost reminds us that nature always wins.

But again, we will remember that a new day will begin.

As the morning sun turns the early frost to glistening dew,

All holidays are upon us and I wish the best to you!

Holiday

About the Creator

Barbara Gode Wiles

Barb is a young widow, having lost her husband and best friend at the age of 55. She is now devoted to her two daughters and her two beautiful granddaughters. Her dog is a constant companion.

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments (1)

Sign in to comment
  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarranabout a year ago

    This was so festive and wonderful. Loved your poem!

Find us on social media

Miscellaneous links

  • Explore
  • Contact
  • Privacy Policy
  • Terms of Use
  • Support

© 2026 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.