Shivering bones beneath my numb skin
A warm fuzzy scarf embracing my shoulders
Eyes drunk in mist and snowflakes
While humming in the silence of the snowfall
and
leaving my footprints on the heaped-up ice
along the walkway
I look back at my life and smile back at my
survival
my soft voice murmured with a crackling voice
“I have a story to write, a journey to recall”!
Picture: Footprints on snow, taken by Piu Chowdhury
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