Keep The Icicles From Falling Too Fast Poem by Michael Reston
Keep The Icicles From Falling Too Fast
Like the murky sea by the pine trees.
When the moon, gleaming full bright silver,
revealed the sea to be as deep as it once appeared,
the forest wept.
But it's tears, frozen by the breath of a chill wind
which spoke rumours of a warm place to the south,
keep the icicles from falling too fast.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
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