~Jack Frost~

I make the trees wilt and die away.
I give everyone a reason to not go outside and be isolated from the world
I give that a fiece wind that brings tears to your eyes
I am the bitter cold
Untill I heard two words that never have been spoken to me by a young child


"Thank You"


The coldness of my heart started to melt away
As I felt a new feeling I never had before
It wasn't the bitter wind I blow on faces
But warmth all over my rock skin
It wasn't that electrifying chill up spines
But a warmth in my chest
It wasn't like when feet were frozen like ice dropings
But feeling like I was floating, with a odd feeling


"Joy".