in the spring, I suspect,
There were waves on the pond
And I muttered, "Holy heck!"
The trees had shed their limbs.
The wind had 'leashed a wreck.
So, some ice on the pond,
while a balmy surprise,
Is still a pleasant treat
for winter-weary eyes.
Soon, 'twill be gone.
Actually, the sooner the better.
For the geese like their ponds
not frozen, but wetter.
For mating and training the young ones
to swim,
ice on the pond can be
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