Frost

by Wendy Strohm

(for Jane and Tessa too)

The sun is coming to burn off the frost
And all this prettiness will then be lost
But I hear we have a real cold snap
To make your toes curl and your hands clap
Tomorrow may bring more cold and ice
And all will be white, lacy and nice!

©Wendy Strohm 2012,

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