In a frozen winter, with Trojans and frost An old woman knocks on my door: I'm asking for a corner of bread! I can barely contain my surprise when you see that at this time The poor girl hits the road and is not afraid of winter! And without thinking, I invited her into the house I asked her to sit down and I fully feasted on her. After eating well, he made the sign of the cross He whispered a prayer and with his head down...was silent. "Tell me mother, you asked her, don't you have a house...don't you have children? And why are you on the roads all this time of the plague?" He said, raising his tear-stained eyes: "Disaster struck me when I was happier! I have children...but they are around the world through sunset and sunrise... They haven't heard from me since grandpa died. And from home... I'm ashamed... but I'm telling you the truth Having no way to maintain my house...it fell apart! All I have left from all my work is a cane and... old age... I have nothing left to ease my sadness! What was I going to do with hunger?! I can't feel the cold anymore... I went to ask the world for food and a garment... That I can't stand it, mother...I think, because of Christmas I will find pity in some and they will take me out of the way! I kept praying for death but they say it's a pity! I have to live my life as it is given to me. Now I'm leaving again on the road that is home to me God bless you for having me at the table! And know that this good that you did today It will come back to you one day, but ten times more!" And she leaves...with her friends: a cane...and old age And behind him winter sifts and covers his sadness...
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