Ice Day Poem by Nadja Maril

Ice Day By Nadja Maril As soon as I see the sun I reach for my coat in the closet. It is time to walk On this ice day. Frozen bits melt into drops Slide down gutters, pipes, trees Plop on to the cold wet mush we once called snow.   I match my stepsContinue reading “Ice Day Poem by Nadja Maril”