One Frosty Morning
The frost on the trees
Glittering in the morning light
A shroud of purest white
Lies upon the field
A blanket with the waves of a sea
The stars of a faraway galaxy
The teeth of a menacing beast
And frost on the trees
Flashing all about like a dragon’s hoard
Under the cool, crisp light of the sun
Filtering through the frosty trees
And upon this field of white
Stars orbiting
A branching universe
Of scintillating light
A sparkling world, interspersed with icy pillars
And upon every branch
Shines a billion brilliant galaxies
The frost on the trees
Glittering in the morning light
The crystal teeth
Baring a half-grimace in the biting wind
Hanging precariously over the calm sea below
The waves of liquid diamond
That lie upon the ground
Formed by the chill morning wind
Make an ocean out of a snow mound
Make a ferocious grimace out of some icicles
Make a blanket out of a patch of snow
Make an entire galaxy out of a dash of frost on a branch
And a poem out of Winter.
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