The Statue

I cannot feel my fingers. I cannot feel my toes. It is cold outside. Yes, it is cold. And I do not see anyone. I cannot see anyone. It is too dark. And no one can see me, probably. But it is okay. But it is not bad. It is okay. Yes, it is okay. Today, a man covered my feet with a small scarf. I thought, that is nice. But the wind is strong. Yes, it is strong. But I will endure. I will outlast. I will stand. Even when it is cold. Yes, even when it is cold.