frosted windows

Forgetting that not everyone is
Righteously immune to this biting chill
Opening the door. No coat.
Standing there as long as the nerves allow
Tiny shivers that destroy your hard-headed mindset
Equal parts motivation and determination
Doing all the things that the past had left out
When people were forced to fight for life
In the dead of winter we all struggle with back then
Needles in the cold feeling of dread and dismay
During a furious moment when
Orders came in to cut this way to real freedom
Working every angle to break through
Solid choices we all face


About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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