Beloved glove,
slips off your hand,
infinite love,
within me stands.
Be still my queen,
hear duties call,
slippery scene,
save your from fall.
Dry shrubbery ,
witness my flight,
pure bravery,
brings great delight.
Heart dances fast,
on frozen grounds,
cold ice so vast,
mitten is found.
Like evergreens,
stand strong and proud,
clear and serene,
forever vow.
Come run with me,
play in the snow,
aimless and free,
happiness flows.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Melissa Lemay’s Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #255
