It's just so clean and beautiful. It lies
In fluffy sheets surrounding everything,
An instant and adorable excess,
Giving soft greeting to inquiring eyes
That love its clear apparent gentleness.
It moves the wordless heart to rise and sing,
With joy, as if an unforeseen surprise,
Though all around could see what time would bring,
And so anticipate that it would bless
All those who felt or saw it. It will cling,
But no more than desired, and it flies
To all who look on it with happiness.
But ere you step in it, beware its teeth:
It may look pretty, but there's ice beneath.
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