Frost covers fallen bridges,
As it does the ones that stand.
The whiteness settles overywhere.
It's gone when I touch your hand.
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sometimes it is possible to see start of actual frost and sometimes outsiders see the beggining of the end of a marriage before the partners do themselves.
Wonderful use of imagery and metaphor here. Loved it. - chuck
Tom, how right you are we never see the frost forming, but can always see it disappear. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David
How well you speak the language of the frost. Excellent write, my poet friend. Warm regards, Sandra