Bold
The cold crispy breeze
cannot stop her from moving.
The warm moist only
warms her up to the workout.
She dances to the rhythm
of her heart beat.
She kicks life to
score her major goal.
If there is no ground to
keep walking she builds it!
Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741