Ice Palace
I built a wonderful ice palace,
Creating my work for days on end,
Trying not to think it was aimless;
Then it seemed reasonable, my Friend.
Ice birds sat on a fence made of ice,
And white, ice horses grazed peacefully.
The ice palace-like structure was nice,
With an amazing, short ice story.
In the middle of an ice chamber
I laid an ice heart - as hard as stone,
Like a diamond, I remember -
On a distinctive white-clothed throne.
But spring sunbeams melt slowly the birds,
The fence, the horses, and the ice home.
I didn’t dare to look forwards
For the ice heart under the ice dome…
Copyright © Jolanta Gradowicz | Year Posted 2007
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