“There!” said little Jack Frost. “The nuts are ripe.”
Little Jack Frost went over the meadow.
“It is cold,” said the grass and the flowers.
“Go to sleep,” said little Jack Frost.
The snow will keep you warm.
Look! Down comes the white snow.
“It is warm, so warm,” said the grass and the flowers.
“Good-by, little Jack Frost! Good-by!”
