Ice Cold Winter Snow
One January day
getting ready for work and play
my bones ache
from winter prey
Not knowing what to wear
I dress for the affair
putting my long johns on for spare
Brushing my teeth
not knowing what to eat
I grab a cup of Hot Chocolate
to keep heat
While walking the block
I found out I had on no socks
my legs buckle
I dropp from frostbites
that cripple my toe knuckles
I flop
laying down
face down
I was crown by ice
it was like rolling dice
for a price of being mold
from the cold
I was sold
for being bold
to winter most dangerous snow
poem by LaRon Green Sr.
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