Winter Goal

May 18, 2012
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Winter goal

In my small red chair parked next my mom
I sit on the unleveled field

staring at the dark green grass with bald spots in certain areas

like tree’s in the spring as each flower begins to blossom at different points

the leafless trees, and the colors turning from tree to tree

the cold wind blows across my face
leaving myself feeling like a bear with no fur to protect itself from the bitter air

The screams I let out cheering my brother on make my ears flutter

like on a hot summer day when birds cheep leaving myself calmed

I feel cold, but seeing my brother warms me

hungry for a winter goal, I become weak and almost lifeless

until my hunger gets satisfied

and his winter goal becomes real

his smile is brighter than the sun on the hottest day of the year

making myself smile as well

my brother warms my winter day

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