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A contest entry for no dialogue contest. An account of me carrying newspapers in a storm. |
24 lines It was the Blizzard of 1994 My family helped me roll the papers They would see me out the door Off to do my daily capers. In due time I would return Prepared to go another round Twenty hours per day my candle would burn It nearly put me in the ground. 22 inches of snow had fallen It was more than we had seen in years Every few minutes my boss was callin' I worked hard and not for the cheers. The power was out everywhere To many I was their lifeline to the world I carried newspapers everywhere Many grateful for the news I hurled. Hardship always spurs me on It makes me want to give my best Whether t-shirt or coat I don I will face every test. People mean a lot to me Contrary to popular opinion right now Like snow angels I set them free Ending suffering is my vow. |