Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Frosted

My house is covered in pure white snow
which decorates it with big white pearls
There are candy canes on my front lawn
spiraling and glittering in the light
The icicles hang from the roof like little spears
threatening to fall at any moment
I break one off and place it in my mouth
and it melts into sugary icing delight

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