Frosty Fay
Her name was Frosty Fay, and she loved a great winter day.
She brought in rolling gray clouds, the kind that often slay.
Accompanied by the coldest winds imaginable, that made a dog bray.
She came in hard with twinkling frost and icicles last Wednesday.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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