# frost

Author: Roxelle Wolfe
Tags: Poem, Short

A short story,

As I stepped onto the icy slick porch, I took in the cold winter air, All of the trees are bare, I looked at you almost a stare, but I smiled warmly, the grass now covered in a blanket of snow, The frost crept up and kissed my nose, 

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/B1QJqE7e