Melting Point
Cookies crumble
And milk spoils
Candles can melt
And rain falls
When dreams crumble
What do you do
What options are open
Which madness can you undo
When plans are spoiled
One often retraces
Steps that have caused
Failures and disgraces
Hope can melt
Like vanilla ice cream
On a hot summer day
From humidity and steam
But when one falls
It’s a noble reminder
To pick yourself up
And keep going with fervor
-AAS
Aidenn's Journey 