Rise up this morning, smile with the rising sun
Three little birds, pitch by my doorstep
Singing sweet songs, of melodies pure and true
Saying this is my message to you
Singing don't worry, about a thing
'Cause every little thing, is gunna be alright
Singing don't worry, about a thing
'Cause every little thing, is gunna be alright
YOU ARE READING
Frozen
Short StoryA story about a homeless man's last year on the streets of London after 10 years of fighting through the poverty.
