The icicles of Austin
didn’t get there by themselves
Jack Frost blew in for a week or two
in his wake ice-crystals grew & grew
They turned into a load of drips
as he left them to fend for themselves.
I really like the way you word your thought and the way you illustrate them, as a small blogger who also write her thoughts I just want to say keep on writing, because I look forward to your post every Sunday.
Wild Like the Flowers 
Cute!
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Thank you!
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A poem that gives a lot to think about. Love it.
Gwen.
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Thank you Gwen. That was a cold week.
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The icicles of Austin
didn’t get there by themselves
Jack Frost blew in for a week or two
in his wake ice-crystals grew & grew
They turned into a load of drips
as he left them to fend for themselves.
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Brrrr!
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I love it!
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Loves you back!
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Seriously hope you and yours doing well. Nertz weather. Obviously. Thanks for looking in on “Concentration.”
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Thank you spwilcen. Still have all my fingers and toes. Last time I counted.
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Love it!
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Thank you storytellingmad. Glad it didn’t make you more upset
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Clever and cute sketch.
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Thank you eob2! Always nice to hear from you.
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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I really like the way you word your thought and the way you illustrate them, as a small blogger who also write her thoughts I just want to say keep on writing, because I look forward to your post every Sunday.
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Thank you Anitaking! Every Sunday I try.
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