The weather: cool
The lake: crowded
The ice: smooth and black,
A small space left alone.

Sitting in the middle
Of a quiet place,
Creations of snow
Trapped
In a thick sheet of ice.

They present a happy face,
Bunches of 3-D columns and mushrooms,
Making a picture of a town,
A dog's paw among rocks,
Drawn in white,
standing proudly
On a deep black floor.

The town,
The happy face and dog’s paw,
All seem to glow
Caught in thick
Black ice.