Cold Hard Luck
by Mrs. H
Crunching across the empty field,
Cold whipping across my neck,
Scarfless and red-nosed,
like Rudolph and his pals,
I slide on ice patches,
lose my grip,
topple,
tumble,
and fall.
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
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Here we will share all of our poems, stories, articles, and essays with the world.
You are all moderators and owners of this blog, but you must follow these basic ground rules:
1. Everything you write must be honorable and your best work.
2. You may not remove anyone else's work from the blog.
3. You are required to write something for the blog at least once every two weeks.
4. You do not have to be the one to type your work, but you do need to be the original author or creator of it.
5. Be kind! All comments about the work in our shared space must be phrased politely and no criticism is allowed. Ever.
6. Have fun! This is your space. Enjoy it!
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