Jack Frost, you sneak in silently under the cover of darkness. Just like a spy, except you leave evidence of your visit.
We awaken to find the world around us glistening in delight, as you decorated it to remind us to celebrate nature in all its glory.
Some might say you sparkle like diamonds, but I say its better than that. You sparkle like the eyes of lovers, or that of a child discovering with wonder that Father Christmas has visited.
As the sun comes out, you quietly without even a whisper creep away slowly and gently, but leave us with the feeling of magic within us, and the promise of warmer days to come.
One day, who knows when, I know you will return to remind us again.
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