Cold as ice you snuck away;
I wondered what you really felt,
And waited through the altered days,
To see if one day you would melt.
I thought all ice would melt with warmth,
But there were things I did not know;
The sun can skim the outer layer,
But not disturb the deepest snow.
Winter sometimes feels like eternity;
Summer sometimes far away,
But Winter always follows Summer,
As undoubtedly does night to day.
outstanding meshing in of the personal with the natural. Really great.piece..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very enjoyable poem. I like the rhymes - not forced. fx