the winter frost

as I get out of bed a chill drafted out from the window

I run down stairs and went outside it felt like tigers were scraping

My fingers

Suddenly glistening snowflakes started to form and they

Dropped onto the floor very gently and started to melt on the

Shimmery snow

I look up and there are crystallizes icicles hanging above my head in

A shape of a spear

I take a step back and slip but I don’t fall it’s like I’m in an ice rink

My cheeks went rosy red and my hands went numb I rub my hands

Together so I get warmer and out of a glance I fall onto the angelic

Snow

I laugh and make a snow Angel while I’m lying there I look up at the sky

And tiny specs of flakes are getting in my eyes…

The next day it was like slush all of the gravel sinked into

The snow and it was black as the night

The snow has melted and the fun has gone.