Dripping frozen water

ice sicles

After the rain has turned to sleet,
I venture out with cautious feet
To see the sculpture of the night,
Shining in morning’s golden light.

Sidewalks smooth as a skating rink;
I’d slip and fall in just a wink.
Winter’s crystal art is all around,
Frosting trees, houses and the ground.  
 
Hanging down are glowing spikes,
Like ancient soldiers’ pointed pikes,
Formed by nature’s magic freeze,
Icicles wink at me from eaves and trees.

You can enjoy your snowy skis,
Or building snowmen, if you please.
I prefer winter’s crystal spice,
When nature turns the world to ice

-Ted Sherman

(Icicles)

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About thedailyheard

Just a guy with an opinion and some time on my hands trying to find out where the sidewalk really does end.

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