Expanding Crystals
Frozen certainty, white lacey prism
Ever motion to become
Between the states of liquid, solid or vapor
Rain, sleet, snow, fog or humidity
Which form will you take?
To blanket our great state
Visible or felt on bare flesh, chill bumps rise
Send the delicate dry, lacey frozen form to close the school
Just one day, please!
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2010
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