I giggle and dance
and soon my toes are numb.
My nose and ears are red;
but, I don't care.
Light reflects off of those
frozen gardens of shimmering crystals;
leaves, trapped in a clear glaze,
beautiful.
I slip on the sidewalk
and look at my friend,
snickering.
She fell.
Author notes
We were just a little high on that three-mile walk home on the ice. It was entertaining.
Written February 19th, 2006
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hey holly who r u talking about in this poem is it me
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Your such a damn good poet... I love you! Your my hero! =P Keep writing them!
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this is great! I really liked this. It's lovely and light hearted. a sweet and interessting write. I do hope you're okay though. Nothing like a good smack on the head. 
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I like this. I really like the first two stanzas, and the third adds to the fun of it and makes it your own!
Light reflects off of those
frozen gardens of shimmering crystals;
leaves, trapped in a clear glaze,
beautiful.
I love these lines. Wonderful work!
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nice.
oops hope your friend is ok ? ooh three miles in the ice sounds lovely , but cold .........
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