Frozen

These bitter winter temps
freezing tundra
and my bones,

I need a break
from chilly,
and seasonality
of this cold.

Down south
I need to travel
and seek the warm relief,
the temps are more conducive
of what I can tolerate.

Of course it means
get moving
for my chance 
at warming rays,

the problem is
I'm frozen,
with a fear
of changing ways!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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