Ice on the pond.
RJ Photography

By Bob Gaydos

‘Tis 80 degrees

and there’s ice on the pond.

One would think, with this thaw,

‘twould be nice on the pond.

That one being me, ventured to see

What had become of winter’s

Ice.

     On the pond.

Still there … more or less

Not quite pretty, not quite mess.

Ice on the pond surrounded by trees,

   which, I suspect, preserved the freeze.

Even at 80 degrees.

Once upon a time,

in the spring, I suspect,

There were waves on the pond

    And I muttered, “Holy heck!”

The trees had shed their limbs.

The wind had ‘leashed a wreck.

So, some ice on the pond,

while a balmy surprise,

   Is still a pleasant treat

   for winter weary eyes.

Soon, ‘twill be gone.

Actually, the sooner the better.

For the geese like their ponds

   not frozen, but wetter.

For mating and training the young ones

 to swim,

 ice on the pond can be

rather grim.

So, Nature, forgo surprises!

Be done. 

‘Tis 80 degrees.

Ice on the pond be gone!