Ice Storm Poem by Lamar Cole

Ice Storm



When sweetheart and I started out on our drive, it was nice and calm.
Then suddenly there came an ice storm.
Trees and limbs were falling everywhere.
Sweetheart's face had a scared stare.
I prayed that we would make it safely out of there.
An armored car would have been the answer to my prayer.

Wednesday, August 2, 2017
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