In many of years later and
decades, its very cold like a witch
and twitch mountain top,
the windshield was blow as slow as
show as flow, the streets
roads sidewalks were paved of snow
has fallen down so sudden,
a young grown up boy, he was only
eighteen years younger of
his age, he walked into the heavy
and strong snow during the
day like that, he kept trying to stay
warm, his cheeks were red
bright apples, his arms and legs was
shivering cold, he kept
walking and walking, the windshield
was empowered so deep and
purr of coldness, he traveled so
far, he carried his bags
of stuff on his back, he saw and see the
cottage straight ahead,
until that time, he went in the cottage, he
stripped his winter gear
down, he went onto the Sauna to be
warm in couple of hours
long, he got couple hundred dollars left
of his pockets, he put his
cash out to the hotel clerk, he got the
room key for couple of
nights, he went in the first level room, he
laid and slept like a
angel forever
Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-27-15
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