Jack Frost

Come on, wear your warm cloths
We don't want Jack Frost nipping at your nose
The winter spirit has made it snow
And let the wind appear with just one single blow

He sat alone at his lake
Thinking what to do while taking his break
Asking the moon what to do
Because Jack had no clue

Been around for 300 years
Still living with the same fears
Not being heard, not being seen
That was the life of the 17 year old looking teen

Didn't know about his past
Didn't know who he was
Only knew what happened after,
After the ice skating disaster

After he saved his sister form the ice
After he sacrificed his own life
After he fell into the cold

Slowly losing all his air
It would be over if the moon wasn't there

The moon gave Jack his second life
A life full of winter and snowball fights

Not being heard, not being seen
That's the story of the white haired teen

When he finally got his memories back
He was free from the fears that used to attack

He knew why he was here, he knew what to do
After 300 years Jack had a clue

Bringing fun to children from every age,
That he was the guardian of fun wasn't so strange

Come on, play in the snow
Don't be afraid if you see a white haired boy
Don't panic if you feel something cold on your nose
It's just Jack Frost nipping at your nose

And if you want to see the one that gives you snow
You have to believe,
Believe and he will show


''How do I know who I am until I find out who I was?''

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