Snow Trek

A snowy trek all through the night,
I plodded for help for my plight.

The Chevy stuck. it was no sleigh,
a huge hike and hours away.

On a long, lonely road they kept
huddled for warmth. They shook and wept.

Frozen fears, tears stuck to my cheek,
my thoughts were bleak. I felt so weak.

I crept to crest another hill
and at the top my heart stood still.

I spied my Chevy, as I died,
with countless cops standing beside.