POEM STARTER

‘Until finally, the chill stopped.’

Write a poem that closes with this line.

Night Terror Frost Bite

Frozen solid Frozen still I shiver awake, breath as dense as the morning fog My skin with goosebumps from a night terror I can’t quite remember But remember I must I mustn’t forget This terror of fright This terror of fear Until finally, the chill stopped.
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