Looking out the window tonight, I saw this natural ice sculpture. The top looks like a white gold diamond ring. My mother’s wedding ring is white gold and diamond. It is so beautiful especially on fair skin. Even though we just got a foot of fresh snow here in Wisconsin, we are at the raw edge of winter into spring. Enjoy the poem and the last bits of winter.
He got down on one last winter knee,
knelt with eyes downcast in evening light.
Sun sparks bounced off his work.
All around his love shone.
Jack’s soft fingers opened
to reveal a perfect diamond
set a top a filigree stand.
“Will you take my hand
fair lady of the North
and keep me in your heart?”
“Will you wait for my return
as the wheel of the year spins?”
“Will you love and keep me,
true to me though summer’s
horned stag temptations?
“Yes, oh yes, dear Jack Frost.”