Autumn’s Frosting…


Jack Frost came
a thief in the night
His touch left  my flowers
a  sad ugly sight.
He lingered till morning
Whisked away by the sun
but he left a message
in the damage he done.
he’ll bring old man winter
( Winter’s  just round the bend)
He’s waiting for Autumn
to come to her end.

poem and picture by connetta

~ by connetta on October 13, 2011.

2 Responses to “Autumn’s Frosting…”

  1. I love this poem, and I feel so happy when I see that first frost; it is so beautiful – the fuzz of a wind blow.

  2. I am so happy frost has not hit us yet! Just the luck of living in a micro climate up north.

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