I wrote this poem while thinking of the photos that I have taken of frost that often decorates my windows when the temperature and humidity cooperate. Much less in recent years as the winters are warmer and the most recent central air heating/cooling system discourage frost ferns.
winter’s fingers paint
white murals on the windows
intricate and fine
sunlight reflects the colors
that tint nature’s works of art
“frost”. Copyright © 2017-04-12, by Lizl Bennefeld.