Her eyes followed
The drippings
Coming from icicles
Landing on dead
Foliage
From winters' past
Bringing into view
What she originally
Felt-
As a child
Compared to
Now-
Growing pains
I like this unique viewpoint and thoughtful observation, Deborah. Transformation comes in many forms but not without change and metamorphosis of some kind. Neat. xx
Love ya!
Jane
Ron
Michael D.