The ice,
Spread across the white plain,
Didn't seem very nice.

But the snow still fell,
And the ice still spread,
And for some, it seemed a frozen hell.

An opportunity less place.
Somewhere with no hope,
And no chance to form a solid base.

But not everyone was ready to fall
Not yet anyways
Because there was still a chance to stand tall. 

A chance many wanted,
To prove that despite the world around them,
They were far from being taunted.

Why not follow those
Who worked so hard,
Just to see the first spring rose.