before
they are gone forever
be
sure and walk across
a
cobblestone street
before
the ice melts
that
feeling that you don't
have
control with what's
under
your feet
one
slip and the whole world
might
slip away
a
day past valentine's day
can
bring crazy thought trains
daydreaming
on a highway
random
road signs
the
trees are becoming ice sculptures
before
turning to water
the
hilltops might go first
if
the sun can be coaxed
to
see the light
---
e b bortz
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