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.