I'm Free

A poem of joy.

I’m Free!

Hollow caverns of my soul

exhale peace tonight,

much like a tree sheds

it’s dying,

tattered leaves of autumn.

 

With the sun reflecting

prisms of light onto

my honey halo,

and my brain floating around

in the fresh air without a care,

my inner child wants to

leap with glee,

twist-a-dance,

          run-a-muk all day and all night.

 

I’m finally free to be me!

Reviews

[Christina May Shanaberg]

The wonderful thing about having children is that you can play with Barbie, color in coloring books, get muddy on purpose, dance silly dances, and sing wacky songs. I think, now that the kids are grown, that I might still be great therapy for me. I positive and wonderfully written poem!

[Shalini Dinesh (Poet's ..]

Lovely poem about the bond and relationship between a child and a mom... well expressed...

[An owl on the moon]

There is a wondrous celebration and freedom shared through your words. You give a glimpse of a joyful light and life!