Jack Frost.

Goosebumps

upon goosebumps

jack frost storms

through, his frozen touch,

His icy glare, these bumps

Alone proof he is there.
Karen Hayward ©2016

One thought on “Jack Frost. ”

I miss winter, but this poem brought it to me. Thanks.

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