Cold - Warm

Cold hands

invade the innocence

of cold souls

Cold souls afraid

to save themselves

of cold nights

and cold eyes

baring upon them

What if these cold souls 

were destined to be

warm hearts of -

the first female president

the first female to walk on the moon

the first female Catholic priest

All warm and endearing souls

But all doused by the sickening cold

We must change the cold to warm

before the cold is knocking on your front door