Christmas Sorrows

Meeting

Away from the crowds
A snowy palace was kept far away
Walking towards the white castle
I saw a handsome young man

He had soft features
Beautiful skin
I wished I was he
And he wished he were me

It was hard to survive
Because I didn't know when I might die
As the cold touches me
I close my eyes and lay on the ground feeling sleepy

As the frostbite covers my entire body
I felt a warm hand that helped me
It felt like heaven
As if an angel was holding thee

I woke up in a completely different place
A fiery pit with a golden lace
I looked out the room
There was nothing but a small little broom

I looked around the house
But there was nothing,not even a peep from a mouse
I tried to look for the young man
But I was hopeless and never felt welcome

I wish I could see him again
His soft features and beautiful skin
It was a very nice meeting I might say
As I got out I found myself in the house of old man ray