Runoff

The snow brings life, mine's a short cold one Being pushed around in fear of the sun Held and shaped by a mitted hand Then melting into the green land Riding rivers to the sea A warmer wetter me What a trip Drip drip drip... D r i p . . .

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Susan Gentry

Date: 4/19/2018 11:07:00 AM

Congratulations on your win with this unique write. I enjoyed.

Jerry Hackett
Date: 4/19/2018 3:17:00 PM

Thanks, it is really time for spring.

Reason A. Poteet

Date: 4/18/2018 2:30:00 PM

Great story from the POV of the melting snow. Congratulations on a fine write.

Jerry Hackett
Date: 4/19/2018 3:17:00 PM

Thanks, it is time for spring.

Eve Roper

Date: 4/17/2018 7:41:00 PM

Congratulations on your win , Jerry.. Hugs Eve ~`*

Jerry Hackett
Date: 4/18/2018 3:46:00 AM

Thanks, its time for spring

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 4/17/2018 12:14:00 PM

- Congratulations, Jerry :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Jerry Hackett
Date: 4/18/2018 3:46:00 AM

Thanks, it is time for spring

Jan Allison

Date: 4/17/2018 11:29:00 AM

you took a melting snowball to a new level Jerry - congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx

Jerry Hackett
Date: 4/18/2018 3:47:00 AM

Thank you Jan, and now its time for spring.

Line Gauthier

Date: 4/17/2018 10:49:00 AM

Thanks for entering my contest with this original and charming poem, Jerry.

Jerry Hackett
Date: 4/18/2018 3:48:00 AM

Line, Thanks. Poetry soup is a nice place to visit because of people like you who host the contests. Stay dry.