
On a chilly winter night, a warm piece of bread can mean so much. It's just enough to lift you up and warm the spirits. But people's feelings vary more than one would expect.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 86 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-29-08 - id: 2565545
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On a still winter night One woman will just stare One man will think only of But a little boy
warm bread sits
one might try with all their might
until one loses their wits
but they could not find so perfect a sight
on such a cold winter's night
breathing in the steamy air
trying to freeze it into her memory
stealing a slice
that was nice
will sneak up at night
just to set things right
and share some with the little mouse
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