Never did ice on her window
Remind her so much of her lover
But this morning
She awoke in a dream of he
With another
How could her sister …
It’s April outside should not be
Drowning in hail showers
But she is alone
Has no one to hold
She’ll stay under covers
For just a little bit longer.
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Read Phil’s ice poem here.Read Heather’s ice poem here.