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Pitter, patter, pitter, patter raindrops falling down. Raindrops falling down from the skies up above into the icy cold below. Forming ice castles on the windows. Each design so unique not two alike do I see. |
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with the sun shining through the window glass. Melting the ice castles like tears sliding down the window pane. Where did all the ice castles go to. They were their not to long ago. I would gaze upon each one, tracing the outlines with my fingertips. Melting from my touch my fingertips feeling cold. Oh, how I loved the ice castles forming on my windows in the cold. Ice castles on the snow under skies the color of blue and gold. Lasting a winter time of cold to look upon so beautiful to behold. |
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do you go. When winter is gone and spring comes around. The suns heat melts you into puddles on the ground. You were just here a moment ago. You will return next year I know. That's a promise of the returning of winter and it's undying cold. Building Ice Castles in the snow. written by: Paula aka Angel Of Love June 14, 2003 |
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