I walk alone

by everything ecstatic

This is a sort of sometimes rhymish free verse poem about Jack Frost. i made it about Fem!Jack from Mischief's Acquaintance, but it could really go either way.

Freeze.
Ice, blue and cold.
Snowflakes dance, carefree and light.
Gray clouds above.
Grass has turned to ice.
Children run about,
Throwing snowballs and sledding.
This is my season.
This is my winter.
This is my everything.
I fly like the snowflakes, carefree and light.
The wind as wings, soaring by my side.
Yet, still empty am i.
The moon overhead, voice never heard.
I am wearing a disguise of fun.
I walk alone.