the wind was chattering meakly as i woke up this morning
i took one glance out the window to find frosty paches clouded up my damp tear drops from last night
many faces stood be for me as i placed my hand against the window
a rush of depress runs through me as i shudder to the feeling
i swing the window open as a tiny most precious snowdrop land siletly in the parlm of my hands
as i think how free he was drifing about
i ergently closed my hands tightly and held it to my chest as iif it was the last thing i had
to find as i opend them it was lost far far away like my hope in life
i shut my eyes and thought .........
then made a wish
i want my life to be as open as the very snow drop that had now melted away
suddenly it felt as i could walk on water
my hands were trembling with anxousness but relife
next morning i woke up and looked out the window and presses my cold blue nose to it
but with a SMILE
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