The Dance of Jacomo Frostus

Twas the end of year when nights grow dark 

And stars twinkle in midnight sky. 

The earth was asleep and trees leaflessly slumbered, 

Under the hedges sheltered small creatures and birds 

While hedgehogs snuffled and dormice dreampt. 

Softly it fell without fuss or trumpet, 

Covering the ground with soft white blanket. 

Stifling the sounds into still and quiet, 

Laying on branches weighing them down, 

Turning all the world white and brown. 

‘Tis then that he comes all a twinkle and shine, 

With shining toes and dazzling clothes, 

With an icicle dripping from his nose. 

Unseen and unheard pirouetting and pose, 

Leaping and bowing until all is froze. 

Creatures shiver and hold close 

As star like, snow glistens and glows 

But by mornings light and winter dawn, 

He has passed by and gone, 

Leaving only, the sound of twinkling toes.
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