Frost Flowers, OR: Aging

Frost-Flowers, OR: Aging

©December 4th, 2014

By Vijaya Sundaram

Genre: _____________?

Word Count:  100 words

I remember when frost-flowers froze.  Old Jack Frost put on his chill cloak of ice and snow, puffed his cheeks and blew out all life.  Then, he fell down in a swound, and lay, eyes open to the sky, which reflected death right back into his eyes.

I remember once, when the earth had been green and pulsing with life.  My friend and I would chase butterflies in the meadows, and thrill to the sound of birds, while we plucked wildflowers.

Now, memories are frosting over, covered with a thin film of despair.

I lay me down to rest now.

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Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for her prompt-selection, and to Janet Webb for the lovely photo-prompt!