to meltA Poem by Emily B
Previous Version This is a previous version of to melt. Gazing at the frozen lake today, noting the rushing stream when the rest of the water was solid unmoving--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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