Icicles shimmer in the light of the sun
Glistening like diamonds before winter’s done
Wrapping each house in gleaming design
Not seeming sinister, hanging in line
Suddenly one falls stabbing the ground
Its beauty fades, I now look around
Which one will fall next and where will it land?
Maybe right here, right where I stand
I dare not look up, protecting my eyes.
Covering my head I noticed their size
Once safely inside, I reach for the broom
And remove those daggers of stabbing doom
Nancy Lee Shrader resides in Beckley, West Virginia. She is author of three books IS IT NOW? The End of Days! IS HE MESSIAH? Messianic Prophecies Revealed! And The Curse of Mayweather House Nancy Lee .. more..