The Frosty Man will soon appear
to sprinkle bits of ice on grass
to make it die and disappear,
then cover ponds with looking-glass.
The Frosty Man will come and stay
for months, as children don ear muffs,
soft leggings warm, cut out of wool,
and mittens with elastic cuffs.
The Frosty Man will skip and dance
in snow that’s cold enough to freeze.
He’ll figure-skate in my backyard
and whirl about like tumbling leaves.
© Freeda Baker Nichols