Alongside the edge of a curb
hidden under thin translucent ice
flow the melted crystals of winter
thawed free from the frozen grip
that locked them in for months.
Warm rays touch the thinning ice
the waters swell
accelerating down their course
on a carved out path to the river.They gather items along their way
joining the frigid currents
until, the waters shed
the travelers off to the side.
Around cracks small rocks and
sticks fuse with mud and leaves
sealing the open spaces
forming mini pools.
Where I, a shoeless fairy, play
all afternoon with a friend
splashing and laughing
on a warm spring day.
©3/11 River
posted for One Shot Wednesday week 38 at One Stop Poetry
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