Come what may
There is a time
To despair
Though the situation
Stimulating the emotion
Might seem trivial at first
Ridiculous even
When analyzed afterward

Like melted ice cream
Splattered and sticky
Upon the kitchen floor
Or frozen ponds
Hiding weak spots
From your skates

Neither seemingly related
Or likely dangerous
At first glance
And yet
Both might wreak havoc
In their own way
If one happens upon them
At an inopportune moment