SOL #7

Cold

My hands are numb

especially my thumb,

And my toes are cold

and as I'm told

I could get hypothermia.

But this is fun,

Even without the sun.

And 

Look!

We got there.

Finally.

Snowshoes off 

I need to cough

Sinking 

deeper 

deeper 

deeper

The hill manages to get steeper

And then we hit

Water

Frozen cold 

I scramble out 

and I shout 

Falling 

falling 

Slipping

Tumbling

But then I land 

and sit

Under a tree,

My head on a shoulder,

Finally.

We scramble on boulders

as we get colder,

straight to the fire

feeling so dire,

I wish I was dryer

Shhowueeee!!!

Still gone are snowshoes 

I'm sure I have a bruise,

Running,

Sliping.

Falling.

Back to the bus,

In quite a rush

Finally 

Sitting
Smiling

My head on a shoulder 

Finally 

My 

fingers

toes

hands

feet 

heart 

are

Warm