Fantastic Frost

by Oscar Dack aged 7

On frosty days when it’s sunny and bright,
I see the frost on tree branches and fence posts.
I feel the cold when I walk through the mist,
it’s like ice-cubes in a freezer or frozen pizza.
When I smell the frost I feel the cold go up my nose,
when I touch the frost I get frozen to stone.
When I hear my shoes crunching the frost to pieces,
it sounds like a chocolate wrapper being torn apart.
When the frost is in the Sun it starts to shine,
it’s like sparkling diamonds in the bright sunlight.
When it’s in the sun it starts to melt
so bye, bye frost, see you again.

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