Frosty Interlude

~Frosty Interlude~ She ambled in the frosty woods. Wondering, if with her imbalance problems and her cane, if she should. Still, she forged ahead bravely through slippery branches and dead grass, Till the world tilted and she went crashing onto her _ss! As luck would have it, a fellow- canes-man was there. He greeted her and brushed the dead leaves and frost from her graying, full head of hair. Stood the grateful woman up, and took her to his gentlemanly lair. Hot chocolate and cookies were placed on the table. He gave her a warm, Turkish towel, to dry her long hair, making her serenely comfortable. They spent that entire November day together! A day she will always with sweet thoughts and in her heart, fondly cherish and remember! 11/1/2019