Iced
Another day of iced
blades
screech of scraper
on windshield
peeling off layer
Sparkle of frost
mixing with beads of
water
as rays warm glass
Frosted soul thaws
moistness of truth
on cheek
breath deep
Truth brilliant
holy blinding white
reflection of
reality
Poem 19-321Z
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#nature, #frost,
#fall, #truth
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