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Jack Frost Has Paid Us A Visit.
Cold, Frosty Moring
On waking, this morning, my room seemed so bright,
In the middle of Winter, bright equals white.!
So, expecting a blanket of snow,
I moved to my window, but NO!. Not snow.
Jack Frost had arrived while I slept.
The mist in the air is thick...... can´t see far,
But beneath my window, my garden is there,
White as can be.... a fine film of frost.
Gives everything a different look.
Mundane objects, wheelbarrows or cans,
are now full of beauty, of snowy white charm.
Yes, Jack Frost has been here with a vengeance.
As children we always imagined Jack Frost,
a spindly little man made of ice.,
The shapes he would leave on our window panes,
Always gave rise to our guessing games,.....
What can we see? A star, or a face ,...A flower,
A tree...?
Those days before heating we have in each room,
We´d snuggle down deep in our blankets,
heavy real wool, weighing a ton, on our tiny frames,
Meant we were warm while playing our games,.
When Jack Frost had been with a vengeance.
Today I look out through my window panes
remembering all our cute childhood games,
and watching the mist slowly rising.
Soon the frost will be gone.,
The day will be dull.
So I´m grateful I rose early morning.
When Jack Frost had been with a vengeance.
Comments
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So glad you liked it, especially if it brought back cutememories like mine.
Thank you for the visit and comment.
Hi Dim,
I really enjoyed this and it brought back memories of my childhood and seeing the frosted windows with the beautiful patterns on them. You are right...everything looks beautiful when kissed by Jack Frost. Up and beautiful votes.
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It´s a real compliment when you leave me such a comment. Your own poetry is so incredibly romantic, and beautiful.
I truly appreciate yourcomment.
Take care.
Ah so lovely. Jack Frost always paints such a beautiful picture and you do this too with your exquisite words.
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Oh! Lesley, it´s amazing how our minds can be sometimes ´taken back´as though in a time machine, just by a view, a smell, a song-........
Thank you so much for your support.
Hi Dim, your words bought back memories of cold frosty mornings, when the 'inside' of the windows use to be frozen!
A great poem and voted up, best wishes Lesley
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Hi mckbirdbks. Thank you for a cheery comment on which, here is another cold and frosty morning.
Take care.
Hello Dim. Chilly air stirred memories of childhood as a special memory of hiding deep in blankets was brought to mind. What a treat your work has provided.
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Hello EcecticFuion. Pleased to meet you on hubpages.
I appreciate the comment. Thank you.
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Thank you Eiddwen. Up Up and away sounds good to me.....
Beautiful! I'm very fortunate to see days like this on a regular basis because I'm out before dawn every day. I've been tempted to stop and take photos on my travels, but I haven't yet. It's so cold!!!
Voted beautiful and up!
Hi this is beautiful and has to have that up up and away.
Take care and enjoy your day.
Eddy.
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Hello dublekim.. Thanks for the comment
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mw too Deborah. Give me sunshine any day but it did LOOK pretty from indoors. Ha Ha !
great reading ...love the poem.. I use to love cold and frosty mornings now i like warm mornings..I think it's my age.. LOL.. voted up
dcebbie
Nice hub. I enjoyed reading it!!
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Hello Capedium, pleased to meet you on hubpages.
Thank you for the commment.
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Thank you Audrey.
Kind of you to leave such a nice comment.
Interesting and explanatory.. I love this Hub
Nice piece! The repeated text works well here!
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