Glenn♥

At first we'll meet as friends,

( Though secretly I'll be hoping,

We'll become much more,

And hoping that you're hoping that too ).

At first we'll be like skaters,

Testing the thickness of ice,

( With each meeting,

We'll skate nearer the centre of the lake ).

Later we will become less anxious to impress,

Less eager than the skater going for gold,

( The triple jumps and spins,

Will become an old routine:

We will be content with simple movements ).

Later we will nitoce the steady thaw,

The creeping cracks will be ignored,

( And one day when the ice gives way,

We will scramble to save ourselves,

And not each other ).

Last of all we'll meet as acquaintances,

( Though secretly we will be enemies,

Hurt by missing out on a medal,

Jealous of new partners ).

Last of all we'll be like children

Having learnt the thinnes of ice,

( Though secretly, perhaps, we may be hoping,

To break the ice between us,

And maybe meet again as friends ).

eeeeeee