Bitter Sweet

The dancing snowflake fairy

Is back in our realm

As she stirs up a flurry

With her sprinkle spell

A delight for the children

Not so for the old

As the sun steps back

To let in the cold

Jack Frost waits

In the wings

He waits for the fairy

To finish her thing

And as the winds hurry

Like a bustling wizard

It transforms her flurry 

Into a full blown blizzard

And without conviction

Hurriedly swirling

In every direction

The wind continues raging

And when the snowflake fairy

Takes a day off

In comes the silvery

Slippery Jack Frost

Cracking and creeping

Stepping on everything he likes

Leaving fern like white patterns

On the bitterest of nights

Without discrimination

Black ice or white

Jack’s manifestation

Snaps with bitter spite

Mischievous, ill-behaved

Slowing us all

He has us enslaved

We are in his Thrall

Treading timorously

Driving with fright

The whole country shivering

At Jack’s personal delight

And as the Sun’s radiance

Fails to reach our once green land

Jack Frost continues his dance

Just as he had planned

Burrr