The day her sister stole her love

Never did ice on her window
Remind her so much of her lover

But this morning
She awoke in a dream of he
With another
How could her sister …

It’s April outside should not be
Drowning in hail showers
But she is alone
Has no one to hold

She’ll stay under covers
For just a little bit longer.


Read Phil’s ice poem here.
Read Heather’s ice poem here.