A Block Of Ice

 

Gentle breeze and light drizzle

And dew-like green grass

Seem to say that

Life is beautiful.

Waterfalls and wild rivers

Keep us apart;

Seemingly say:

We’re on oppposite ends.

Whether mild or torrential,

They all seem to have

A comapanion

Or a close ally.

Hair gone white and face crinkled,

When will my heart break,

Or will it freeze

Like a block of ice?

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