As the Snow Fell

Cold was the winter night as the snow fell, drifting and piling on the streets and paths; where a wandering girl struggled to walk, weary and homeless. She was a lost runaway of abuse, cold was the night but colder was her fear; she was walking to nowhere in the snow, she had nowhere to go. People strolled past not seeing her, help me, feeble the poor girl cried out; help me please, I am so cold and hungry, she struggled on. I had a life before and I had friends, to love me and a cat I loved; loud now the wind that blew her forward, as the snow fell. When she could not walk she lay down, from the gathering snow she called; but her voice just drifted in the wind, she closed her eyes. Worn out from walking to nowhere, down she sank into her bed of cold snow; there a morning jogger found her, God, had given her a home. ______________________________ February 4, 2019 (Edit from 7/25/18) Poetry/Verse/As The Snow Fell Copyright Protected, ID 18-1111-941-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Submitted to 2019 Marathon Mile 16 Contest sponsor, Mark Toney Ninth Place