Feb 8, 2014

Gingerbread Winter

White icicles dangle down rooftops
On our gingerbread village
Snow-covered trees become
Pretzels dipped in white chocolate
As fog clings to crispy branches
Tiny gumdrop lights
lining all the houses
Sweeten even the harshest of blizzards
That threaten to tip
The marshmallow-melted snowmen
Whose grins have warped like licorice
Winter,
Sweet candy cane winter,
Teasing us to take a bite
But gingerbread isn't always pleasing
And your claws can be
Sharp
Like dried frosting.