Faith is Frost

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On a brisk and startling morning
Frost comes in and covers everything
But as the sun commands the day
The frost…it disappears.

The ground has sucked it in
Deep, deep the wetness seeped
Roots relish the black black drink
The frost…it disappeared.

Tomorrow—another morning
Frothy white covers
Million crystals twinkle
See. Frost …it reappears.