Lost in the Snow
It’s all white from the head to the toe,
The soft cotton, the frozen wind that blows
Slippery floor and the highway white dozed
The fool of me, I ran on the ice and dropped on my nose
Stuck in the melting ice, life seems cold yet wise
Few drops of rum and a pack of menthol light
An estimated years of breathing, counting that would suffice
Who cares, I am lost in the snow, roaming around with the snow white
© Akhand Singh, 2014 © An Empty Glass, 2014
Akhand Singh 
And here we sit in California in 70 degree paradise. The shame of it all. 🙂
Haha it’s going to snow again this Sunday 🙂 i hope i can go for skiing 🙂
Enjoy. We have snow in the mountains. That’s where it belongs! 🙂