Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
03.02.2026
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“Melting Time”
Ice cream drips like summer hours,
Soft and sweet in warming air.
Each slow melt reminds my heart
That joy is brief, but always fair.
I taste the now before it’s gone,
A fleeting pleasure, cool and kind—
Like happiness, it asks of us
To stay awake, to taste, to mind.
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