it is snowing as i type.
i guess its time  for a cold weather gripe!
 day after christmas alone in the cold.
looking for warmth. noteven a soul  would buy a cuppa joe. !
 so i waked to a store not far away sliding in the sleet.
 freezin with wet feet. to a place where i finaly saw a smiling face. .
 and soon set to write spending my last.
soon coffee gone to fast.
back out into the breaking  dawn
 and homless life moves on.