Chill...by Donna Earle

 She started turning to ice when she was little,
she didn't realize it then,
what was happening,
she was too little and too eager to be happy.
But the first time someone hurt her,
with a childish cruelty,
a taunt,
 a snicker,
her fingertips
froze a little...
just tingled a tiny bit,
she hardly noticed it..
just went on playing in her child's world....
As she grew and many more hurts came her way
especially teenage angst and with that pain,
her hair turned white,
and they called her chill girl,
it was cool in a way,

she didn'tt really mind.
In her adult years the hurts were worse,
she thought she was dealing,
thought she was ok....
but by now her face and body were glassy,
pure ice,
cold and chilled,
slightly blue.
all that was alive,
were her eyes and they were green
green ice.