Frozen and awed by glaciers of snow

Or what seems like snow, could actually slow

My sense of smell and and my tingling pride

Begin to fall and I stare and slide

In the mountains of snow and chocolate river

Seem so much better than meat and liver

With bunches of rock candy rolling away

Into the delicious flowing milky bay

And into the sky we see the sun

But not exactly, for our eyes do pun

For it is a large and golden jawbreaker

And it certainly takes about an acre

Of the sky into golden candy light

I really do wish that could take a bite

Of the sweet place in which I walk by

But the place is too beautiful and I ask myself why

Should I take something as such away from life?