Frost and Me


Liken learning to tulip shoots:
green and small and spring’s first bloom.
Frost as doubt as snow is cold,
and frost and me are friends.

Frost is cold and damp and darkened.
I don’t grow so don’t need sun.
So the frost and darkness say,
and frost and me are friends.

You are cold and damp and darkened.
Shaded ideas sink deep.
Growth is darkness so you say,
and you and me are friends.

Sun came warm and new and loving;
learning like a shot of light.
I am green and spring’s first bloom,
and frost is not a friend.

Darkness has no place in spring days:
you have no sway over me.
Learning green as doubt is frost,
and we are not friends.

I am green and spring’s first new growth.
You are frost and dark and doubt.
And we are not friends.

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