Feb 6
1 min read
Ice
Water by another name
Anxious is the first to fall, and slow is the others to follow.
Thaw, is a cautious process in weather and heart alike.
Swelling until footing is lost, the first has little choice.
Fear is always at the ready in memory of the past.
A season in coming, as well as in learning.
We forgive but never forget.
Like spring hope finding its way.
Trying to closet the fall of the past.
We are the droplet.
Once the tundra.
