Winter Wonderland
Fingers numb
Feet cold as ice
Frostbite envelopes me
Yet I swing away
Stopping for a moment I ponder
Shorten my breath, open my eyes to
Blinding truth, but I must go on
Whacking away like a raged savage
Whacking away like there in no tomorrow
The tree falls with dignity
Though this can’t be the end
My hatchet bleeds of remorse
But I must go on
For my family,
For my kids
For my pride
For my dignity
So I walk to the next tree
And I swing away
Copyright © Fernando Napier | Year Posted 2008
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