The frosty gale glided through my thin fleece,
Rattled the bones underneath, yet failing to
Dampen the blaze that burned within beneath
its marrow; like snow, to catch them I flew;
Jump after leap I reached for the soft sweet
In the obscure sky, hopelessly failing every
attempt; but one, one deplorable treat
would feather the weight I suffered, so heavy.
Snatched from my reach, my fiery desire
Was doused, and the cold, bitterness of snow
flooded my soul, but yet to discover,
nestled in white cushions, lay the pale dough.
Blinded by one path, defeated once we fail,
seek chances elsewhere, your goals will prevail.