May the Morning Ice Melt In Time to Explore Their Present
Snow and ice abound
surrounding our homes and our hearts.
An icy landscape we can’t seem to escape.
This wintry mix
infects me
dejects me.
If you want to know the truth,
it brings me to my knees.
But the girls,
the brave ones,
they shine brighter.
I feel a melting inside
when I breathe their air
see their joy
feel their love.
I pray they feel it, too.
Winter retreating
leaving us to rejoice
in the sun.
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