First Sight
The first frost is the most magical time of the year
The last leaf has fallen,
The temperature is dropping.
What is that smell?
Is that snow I smell?
The first frost of the season feels so good.
Especially when it follows a snowfall.
The two together is a winter wonderland.
This is a time in moment I want to live here forever.
This feels like a dream- a beautiful scene from a Christmas movie.
-How do I stay here forever?
Just one more moment before it gets ruined by what’s next.
I slip into my cozy boat and a warm coat and take in the moment before it melts and I have to deal with what's next.
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Jen Phillips
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Comments (2)
The two together is a winter wonderland. Nicely Done!!
All that beauty demands work. Great poem, Jen!