Silver maple icicles are forming a new, <br />The month of March has come too, <br />Fashioned on branches hanging low, <br />Over Long Island Channel they will grow, <br />Moisture collecting, flowing, and casting, <br />In a day time melting and an evening freezing, <br />A cycle of sun, evaporation, and chill, <br />Seeing them originate is a marvel and a thrill.<br /><br />Albert Timper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sliver-maples-icicles/
