Ice Ice Everywhere

Yeah, you know what I mean….

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While we were sleeping –  me in my ’kerchief and him in his cap  – it came creeping through the night. 

Slow and steady, drip by drip, ice gripped its cold, cruel hand on our land.

Thick and heavy, with deadly menace. We didn’t perceive the danger until it was too late.

By then ice was entrenched. No safe haven left to weather the storm.

Can we find a way out?

Like most, I’m hoping for the miracle of a thaw.