One icicle at a time
growing long enough to climb,
Onto it I leap
looking down the veiw turns steep.
Still winter eludes me
no bizzard bellowed screams,
As spring time soon approaches,
I'll have winter whitened dreams.
3-9-06
Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/season-of-dreams/
