Early Frost Poem

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Winter's chill, so soon begun,
Lands on leaves and blades of sun,
A frozen kiss, a cold embrace,
Autumn's end, a swift-paced race.
Colors fade to white and gray,
Mornings crisp, with skies so pale,
Nights grow long, the days grow short,
Early frost, a sudden report.
Jack Frost paints with icy hand,
On the landscape, a wintry brand,
Sparkling crystals, glistening bright,
Nature's jewel in morning light.
Animals seek warmth and cover,
As frost creeps, a silent lover,
Yet in this chill, a beauty shines,
Nature's art, in frozen lines.
So let's embrace the frosty morn,
With hearts aglow, and spirits born,
For winter's chill, though bitter cold,
Brings wonder, joy, and tales untold.