Cruel winters harshness is upon me, <br />the chill of the snow against my face; <br />As I wonder lost on the mountain of life, <br />am I to die in this forsaken place? <br /> <br />Why does fate frown upon me? <br />What have I done that was so bad? <br />That I found myself about to die, <br />with a heavy heart that is sad.<br /><br />Dwayne Bailey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cruel-winters-harshness/
