Sweet Music
February 15, 2007
A crust of ice
abandons the roof
with a rumble
during the night,
scattering across
our frozen yard
with a brittle song
like a dozen bells
singing of spring.
A crust of ice
abandons the roof
with a rumble
during the night,
scattering across
our frozen yard
with a brittle song
like a dozen bells
singing of spring.