Icicles Poem by Lamar Cole

Icicles



Icicles hanging on the trees.
Snowflakes dancing in the wind.
Children sledding off the hill.
Enjoying the winter chill.

Wood is popping in the fireplace.
The room is very warm.
Laying in sweetheart's arms.
I can weather any storm.

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