~ the last morning ~
morning once more and the snow had not thawed
it was deep and untouched and then as she yawned
she could see now ~ how the icicles caught
the early dawn sun ~ she froze as she saught
to think over events and decide what to do
as she slowly got dressed and put on her shoes
an icy blast rushed through the room
as she opened the door and and went out with the broom
the snow was deep but what could she do
as the snow and cold made her turn blue
she shivered with fear as she looked around
but decided quickly to head for the town
on the way she passed not a soul
where was everyone ~ it had been too cold !
with the electricity off and no food to eat
most had died it seemed in their sleep
empty cars and the shops all closed
this was the moment when filled filled with despair
she fell to the ground ~ there was no one to care
a poem by Bev - thank you !
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