By Bean Gast, Staff Writer
in the year 2003
a small boy named Alejandro
saw snow
the first snow he had ever seen
not ICE
but snow
whimsically wisping through the trees
falling where everyone could see
speaking only in his native tongue
the small boy could barely believe
his eyes
reflecting the mere surprise
while his classmates scrambled to the window
to catch a peek
soon to realize
this would be
a monumental moment
could it be the American dream?
sharing opportunities of pure joy and whimsy?
the snow said “Welcome to America”
until I melt and freeze
turning to ICE
lurking in shadows where no one can see
OPEN YOUR EYES
and you can see ICE
a hazard in plain sight
watch where you walk
because you could slip and fall
the seasons will cycle
from autumn, to winter, to spring
and to the HOT summer day
when community will bring the heat
to melt the ICE before our feet
rejoicing
plunging into the puddle
admiring
the
DEFEAT
