Today’s word promt Cold remembered me of a classic fairy tail by H. Ch. Andersen “The Little Match Girl”. I was inspired by this story and here is my poem:
There was a cold night
When she started to walk
In a big slippers of her mom
Her toes were getting frozen.
She tightly held the bundle of matches
And couldn’t go home.
Her father would get very angry
That she didn’t sell any one.
She felt hungry and the snow covered her head
Wished to be behind those windows and walls
With blowing candles and tables covered with food
sitting beside the fireplace, enjoying the light.
She looked at the matches and asked herself:
‘Should I use only one to get a little warm,
to see the flame and feel like in my mother’s arms?
…It felt so nice though only for a short while.
She stroke the next and she saw
her granny with smiling face calling her by name.
The flame started blowing out
taking her loved one, far far away.
‘No! Please, stop! Please don’t leave me here!’
And to make sure she won’t stay alone
Stroke all of the matches to bring her back
now she saw her clearer than ever before.
Stretched her frozen arms, happy and blessed,
Her granny will take her to a beautiful place
There is no hunger, no cold, no darkness,
Only love, peace, joy and God’s presence and kindness.
