Poem -
Wrath of Jack Frost
Beware the frigid air,
Snow white chill,
Crispy dead ground,
Trees that are bare.
Empty skies,
Hibernation,
Bitter cold,
Flowers sleeping.
Frosted windows,
Icy waters,
Flakey rain,
Crystalizing.
Heavy jackets,
Hats and gloves,
Stay warm
Or frost bitten.
Fall is gone,
Time has come,
He came knocking,
Welcome to the wrath of Jack Frost.
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Comments
Oh yeah, he's here all right, Tara.
He showed up in southeastern, Ohio, where I live, just about thirty minutes ago and he is nowhere near done with us yet!
Stay warm, keep safe.
☃️❄️~Dean~❄️?
I know I live in Ohio to and we are in for one hell of a ride today he's been good to us all winter
Yes, we've been very fortunate--up until now, heh-heh...
HI Tara well written poetry he is headed our way snow rain ice brrr
good read angel
Thank you angel he is hitting my town right now ugh how I dread it