to meltA Poem by Emily B
Previous Version This is a previous version of to melt. Gazing at the frozen lake today and noting the rushing stream when the rest of the water was solid it occurred to me that no matter how warm the sun the thaw can only happen a little at a time. © 2010 Emily BAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorEmily BRichmond, KYAboutto the Lost Boys I am no Wendy; but my voice brings you back to me. And you sit around my feet, anxious for a story or a kiss. Listening to my words spinning adventures, like so much g.. more..Writing
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