Poem about a man who is on the verge of facing death.

Trapped in a maze

Nowhere to go

Feeling very frightened

Twenty below

Body is quickly freezing

Future’s looking quite bleak

Mind is numb and chilled

Ready for the final sleep

But just then comes a savior

Helps me out of my maze

Ready to face new bridges

Not crossing the final stage

Spirit is vey cheerful

The cold has gone away

The sun smiles above

On a bright and balmy day

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