Cold Winter Night

The cold air blowing through my frail body, puts goose bumps all over me. Walking through large snow drifts, making time seem longer, and each step taking away my energy. Time drags on into the night, searching for shelter to hide from the bitter cold winds. Finding a cave brings relief, seeing some logs, I start a fire to warm my frozen hands. Looking outside I see blizzard conditions. The warmth of the fire keeps me warm, but will the the logs let me make it through the night or will I freezed like everything else. Will have to make them last, I refuse to die on this bitter cold night. In just a few hours dawn will be here, and I will catch the noon train to Jacksonville, where its been in the 80's all week and not a trace of snow. So this will be my last night and winter in this dreadful place, I will see a new day and smile once again.