ICEY THE SNOW MONSTER

Name: Icey

DOB: 01/21/2022

Location: Fox Valley

Status: Smashed

Misery can come, and not only for some.

Whether love, health or work, sometimes life is a jerk.

But tears I cannot shed, nor have I ever smelled fresh bread

And sights I cannot see, as not even one eye belongs to me.

Some are made of powder, so soft, fluffy and fun, 

I’ve hardened to ice, just waiting my time to melt in the sun.

Across the bridge along the fence, life has lost any and all suspense.

I’ve lost my ears, and now my life lacks even the smallest of fears.

Fear I did not know I would miss, if I had lips I would ask for a kiss.

Maybe then I could feel, or taste, and for once feel a change of pace.

A flutter in the chest, or tingle across the crest of my non-existent smile.

Instead I am just a pile, loosely stacked to hide the only redeeming fact.

That somewhere below my Icey mountain of misery, 

Lays a treasure with intriguing blistery.