Ice Lights
The stars cry ice tearsSound asleep in the snow
Dreaming of lost years
In a thousand below
The Sun shines high not alone
Passing by the Way it shone
Ghosts of shadows tripping to a forgotten tune
Figures falling through smoke, shades of bluish gray
Nothing more to say even less to know
In a thousand below
Dreaming of lost years
Sound asleep in the snow
The stars cry ice tears
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2020-12-11 at 00:18
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