When the Frost Came

The changes brought by the frost

The quiet frost came this morning

Her winter paint box open with glee

Every shade of white at her disposal

Stone, ivory, snow and Alice blue.

 

The silent frost came this morning

To dress the dead leaves in clothes of ice

Their edges trimmed with frozen fur

And embellished with sparkling chill

 

The impish frost came this morning

Casting her hocus pocus spell

Turning my curious breath, POOF!

Into tumbling, twirling smoke