The ice

The wind is getting colder
And I'm shaking more often

I'm leaving soon
Not for long, and with return
But numbness grips me

I'm scared, I'm terrified
And I know why

A bird trapped in the ice
Struggles to take flight

My hopes sink low,
Why would I ever want to go
And leave my home behind?

I'm afraid of change
Have I said it before?

But, I'm excited too

It's just that I feel too small
Not ready at all,
Not a biggie, I'm sure

Will I, too, be trapped in the ice?

Why would I ever leave?
It's so warm here
And I don't like the cold

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