I Miss The Ice
By Lord R.e. Taylor
I grew up surrounded by ice
At least five months each year
Fate carried me to the tropics
Palm trees and flowers
But no cold weather and no ice
Strangely, I miss the ice
© Poem – 2020 Shadowlight Publishing
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