Thursday, January 16, 2014

Reflections in the Mirror Looking Back


I remember the ice
Blue white, so cold
A slab, it took
Two of us
You and me
To carry it home

No purpose
To our venture
Other than we could
For a brief time
You were unleashed
To play with ice

Soggy mittened fingers
Blue with cold
Our laughter kept us warm
As home we trudged
That blue white slab
A bond between us two

A bond long melted
Just like ice
Thawed by tears of icy rage
I could have grown
To like you
When God unleashed you

To play with ice

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