Monday, March 9, 2009

Icicles

Icy fingers
pointing to the ground,
growing longer,
and harder,
and colder.
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Comes the sun,
they begin to weep,
growing shorter,
and softer,
and warmer.
-
The sun departs,
tears they wept,
add length.
and firmness
until
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The sun comes out again!

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