Written by Danielle E. Pasqua
Published in the Denver Weekly February 20-26 2015
Outside in the cold bitter wind
Is where a palace of snow begins
Ice castles soon to glitter like a rare crystal stone
While the youthful makers are cold to the bone
Then as the sun peaks its way into the morning sky
It is then that the frozen kingdom begins to shine
As the day moves on and it becomes dark
A steady chill keeps the towers from melting apart
The ice castle lingers on through the night
Our moon keeps it protected, reflecting the castle’s opaque light
But as the next day comes and the temperature climbs
All is left is a puddle of water, that once was a building of ice
Then another winter storm will gladly come
Mother natures’ gift to create a glazed stronghold
That is made for everyone!