Keep Going

A bird, seemingly free of constraints

No cage but its ribs

No worries but winter

When the cold creeps in

To claim its heart

It must keep flying

To keep blood flowing

To melt the frost

Author: Jack Bennett

Born in Torbay, living in Bristol. One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

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