The cold winter winds came in gusts,
Each seemingly stronger than the one before,
Eric’s thin coat was pulled as tight as it could be,
But it was no match for the icy fingers that tore,
Yes, simply tore into him the moment he left,
The wind showed no mercy, just like the judge,
Who kicked Eric out of his house, his protection,
Eric could have refused to budge,
It was a financial winter but his funds had been invested,
Eric was prepared but it was worse than he feared,
Investors and scammers slipped away with his funds,
His assets were frozen and then disappeared,
The rich were getting richer, the poor begged for food,
Why should Eric fight anymore for his rights,
While lawyers working for rich men tore into him,
With their icy words they gave him sleepless nights,
Through the winter wonderland he now trudged,
Leaving a trail through the gathering snow,
Wondering how he had lost control of his life,
What would become of him, he did not know,
There was nothing Eric could do in times like these,
When his world was turned upside down,
His job was gone, his family had departed,
Foreclosures and hardships were everywhere in town,
The wind laughed derisively knowing Eric would not last,
Pushing him this way and that until in a heap,
He collapsed, making a thump against a door,
Rousing a widow who was trying to sleep,
She overcame her fright and opened the door,
Discovered a man and she was filled with dread,
She pulled him into the warmth of her home,
Overjoyed when she found he was not dead,
The next few days as his life hung in the balance,
The widow was determined that he would not die,
Through feverish dreams she stayed with him,
While he fought the demons he wanted to defy,
He was sliding down into winter’s cold sleep,
When she lay upon him her full body length,
A warmth he remembered that made life worthwhile,
The warmth of her body brought him strength,
In those moments his life began to change,
From silent depths, from despair to desire,
She brought him through an emotional range,
And within the ice started a raging fire,
She wanted him to love and live again,
And to awaken to a fresh new start,
Winter’s cold wind gave way to spring,
As flowers bloomed so did his heart,
The world around still needed repairs,
But Wall Street was recovering and going strong,
The widow’s house became a refuge,
For others were escaping from a world gone wrong,
They helped all that were driven their way,
Began a new society built on love, not wealth,
Where people found new happiness,
And recovered their mental health,
Even when the world and winter’s cold icy blasts,
Tried to destroy all within their respective scopes,
The power of love was so much stronger still,
Able to conquer all fears and bring new hopes,
The power of one made a difference,
Just one woman taking a chance,
Who opened her door to a stranger,
And opened her heart to change and romance.
