A Frosty Tale

A Frosty Tale

As dawn awakes with gentle light,

The world is draped in purest white,

A whispering chill, the air so clear,

Winter’s first frost has finally here.

Each blade of grass, a crystal crown,

The rooftops wear a glistening gown,

The trees stand tall, their limbs adorned,

In icy lace, their beauty born.

The breath of morning, a clouded sigh,

As whispered secrets drift on high,

Children’s laughter, crisp and bright,

Chasing dreams in the frosty bite.

Nature’s crafting , a fleeting art,

A moment's magic, a brand-new start,

With every sparkle, the day unfurls,

Winter's first frost, enchanting the world.