Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Freedom?

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what does it mean to be free

to wander

to canter

to flee?

this is what it means to be free

beautiful stallion,

so glee..

...so free

To run in the wild...

...to wander freedom...

...freedom wander you

we left England, to be free, to roam,

but instead we let our freedom wander alone

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love all your poems! You should be a poet some day. Keep posting poems!

Anonymous said...

I love the rhyming! Frábært starf!

Anonymous said...

Fantastico! We really need more poets like you on the blog.

Anonymous said...

this is good. but also really true.

Anonymous said...

I like it and how it is Veterans Day today.