by Norma Budden

Created on: January 02, 2011

Snowed in...  

The weather today is frightful, for sure.

Don't know how I'll live; How can I endure?  

I sleep outside under a bench in the snow.

The snow swirls around me; I've no place to go.  

Through frozen lashes tears slowly creep.

I shudder and shiver - huddle into a heap.  

I may not have much but I'm not ready to die.

I just need to keep warm so tomorrow I'll enjoy.  

The snow builds around me; it's keeping me warm.

I smile and relax though I'm out in a storm.  

I'm propping my stick and it's standing so high

In case the worst happens - just in case that I die.

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