Reblogged from willowdot21:
Fingers almost blue, toes numb like her soul
Fear had her in it’s grip , she was no longer whole
The lights twinkled on the water and the snow
Eyes closed she stood silent rocking to and throw .
Warmth and home seemed a million miles away
Under this bridge ,damp and bitter her only place to stay.
Tears cannot fall when frozen but they hurt as much
She longed for a gentle word or loving touch.
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