Poem: Melting Daggers

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Dangerous daggers of ice
Drip into nothing
When the sun begins to shine
Frigid temperatures
Are just memories
When the sun begins to shine
Stinging winds
Are just rosy cheeks
When the sun begins to shine

About the poem:
A cool disposition is not a fixed thing. It is quickly melted away with compassion.

This is a photo of the winter morning here, from the patio of my new apartment. Ahh, good morning!

About the author:
Joan Gregerson writes about how to enjoy an easier, more purposeful life. Three books available on Amazon.com

 

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