Gateway to the Classics: First Reader by Franklin T. Baker
First Reader by  Franklin T. Baker

Little Jack Frost

Little Jack Frost went up the hill,

Watching the stars and moon so still,

Watching the stars and moon so bright,

And laughing aloud with all his might.

Little Jack Frost ran down the hill,

Late in the night, when the winds were still,

Late in the fall, when the leaves fell down,

Red and yellow and faded brown.


Little Jack Frost walked through the trees,

"Oh!" sighed the flowers, "we freeze, we freeze."

"Oh!" sighed the grasses, "we die, we die."

Said little Jack Frost, "Good-by, good-by."

But when the sun brought back the spring,

Brought back the birds to chirp and sing,

Melted the snow, and warmed the sky,

Then little Jack Frost went weeping by!

The flowers opened their eyes of blue,

Green buds peeped out and grasses grew;

It was so warm, and burned him so,

That little Jack Frost was glad to go.

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