Frost At Midnight(For Lyn)

Frost etches a sketch of its self upon a window pane drawing itself over & over again whilst outside the moon hangs suspended above diverging roads pondering which path to take as if it had promises to keep I just want to sleep but I have miles to go before reciting aloud to the stars Walter de la Mare's THE LISTENERS to myself to keep myself awake. The woods fill up with snow making everything a ghost of what it was. The woods fill up with snow...snow memories of long agos. ******* FROSTY THE HAIKU Tired old snowman guards the child’s lost glove hoping to be thanked with smiles. GOING CHEEP Real robin upon the green plastic Xmas tree outside the Pound shop FEED ME! Hungry fire cackles remembering all the sticks it's eaten...wants more!