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Jack Frost

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Jack Frost is never heard or seen,                                                      But you can tell just where he's been                                                      For while your fast asleep at night          
He paints the world a sparkling white      

His freezing fingers in a trice                                                                Turn every puddle into ice                                                                           Window panes those fingers trace         
Fine twinkling patterns just like lace  

On silken webs some spiders spun                                                            Jack Frost hangs crystals just for fun                                                    You can't see jack Frost this  is true                                                           But he can still reach out to you

So wrap up warm, please take my tip                                                                   Or you'll feel Jack Frost's icy grip

Author Jillian Harker       

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Ice Skating

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Children Skating Painting by Percy Tarrant
People love to go skating, across the ice;
It may be rather chilly, but it’s just so nice.
People wrapped up in coats, gloves and scarves,
Share each other’s company, and also some laughs.
                              ~*~
Fairy lights twinkle, up in the trees nearby.
Excited eyes sparkle, and spirits are high.
Across the rink, the skaters twist and twirl;
On the ice, their skates create ornate swirls.
                           ~*~
Novice skaters hang on, tightly, to the side;
Their nerves, with smiles, they try to hide.
A good sense of balance is vital, to stay upright;
Wibble-wobbling about, some people lose the fight.
                               ~*~
Some skaters execute some amazing moves;
That they are old pros, they can easily prove.
Some people hold hands, as they skate around;
Taking in all of the exciting sights and sounds.
                             ~*~
The skaters’ noses and cheeks glow, rosy pink,
As they make their way around the huge ice rink.
Some of the first time skaters, tumble and fall,
And they just can’t seem to get the hang of it all.
                             ~*~
It’s a festive experience, which is hard to beat,
And, for many, it’s an exciting winter time treat.
To go skating, at an outdoor rink, people wait all year;
It’s an activity, guaranteed to bring some festive cheer.
Children Skating ~ by Percy Tarrant ~  1879-1930