Paulette - 1

Many regrets came from my time with Paulette and one sad day she showed me a time I would never forget We went dancing on the ice lake after stuffing ourselves with her birthday cake We did a lot more than slipping and sliding we broke the ice and then went diving But we didn't let the freezing water slow us we continued to twirl (and hurl) without a fuss The hibernating fish came to life and pecked at us like mini knives She looked into my eyes and cried and said she felt that she would die With that I put her into a pirouette where she then got tied up in a fishing net Oh Paulette, my words for you will always be known as I wrote the epitaph for your gravestone... "Fire, air, earth and water couldn't be her price, she had to choose the Ice." Tuesday, December 14, 2021 Enter the 'Paulette - 1' Poetry Contest Sponsor Julia Ward