The Ice Man

That Winter night, he slipped on ice and, sobbing, lay there in the snow; he feared he'd catch another cold. He couldn't stand but felt so cold, his hands and feet had turned to ice; he shivered, covered by more snow. He looked just like a man of snow. Oh, to experience such cold! He lamely struggled on the ice. He died on ice and snow, so cold... written 21st February for Charles' Tritina contest