Tiny Particles of Ice
A nasty cold drizzle settles in soon after dark
Turning our street into a dazzling streak,
Sparkling like diamonds under a neon spark
Now the temperature is dropping, as I speak.
Turning our street into a dazzling streak
Of mica reflections, soon tiny particles of ice,
Now the temperature is dropping, as I speak
Only those who love winter will think it nice.
Of mica reflections, soon tiny particles of ice
Will turn the pavement into sheets of glass
Only those who love winter will think it nice,
I utter a prayer that this, too, will quickly pass.
Will turn the pavement into sheets of glass
Sometime during the early morning hours,
I utter a prayer that this, too, will quickly pass
As my normal happy-go-lucky disposition sours.
Sometime during the early morning hours
Sparkling like diamonds under a neon spark
As my normal happy-go-lucky disposition sours
A nasty cold drizzle settles in soon after dark.
Written October 26, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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