What is freedom?
Is it merely a release?
The slow, all encompassing
Removal of the unpleasantries which
Fill the broken pieces of our souls?
Nay, I say freedom is much more
Than the lackadaisical definition
Come to define this complex term.
Freedom is everywhere.
The whispers of a winter breeze
Humming softly through bare trees.
The warmth of sunshine,
Reaching out and melting one's frozen exterior.
Freedom is a bird's first flight,
The way stars twinkle in the night.
Freedom is everything,
It can even be found in you and me.
Literally read this and thought that this needs to be published. SO good Katy I'm a little jealous hehe love you
ReplyDeleteThank you so much MC!! You're too kind!! :) I love you!
ReplyDeletebeautiful words!!!
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