I have been remiss about playing the Friday Fictioneers recently. Click here to see the rules http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2013/01/ and feel free to join in.

This is the photo prompt, supplied by Lora Mitchell fireworks-lora-mitchell2 friday It’s a New Year Reality

We huddled as the bitter wind found every open space in the blankets.

No fire allowed here under the bridge, on this holiday eve,

Maybe it would be better to be arrested for tonight.

No job, no home and now no heat.  I think

If it wasn’t for losing the children snuggled close to me

I would turn myself in!  Or jump in the river.

The shelter will not allow our fourteen year old boy.

Finally! The fireworks begin!

A new year, ha, I wish I had some hope,

At least now we can light our fire.