Freedom

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Freedom

Freedom is a word

That no one can explain,

A kiss of morning sunshine

Or a gentle summers rain.

It creeps upon you suddenly

Like nothing has before,

And when you get the taste for it

It leaves you wanting more.

It fills you up with happiness

And gives you warmth inside,

You can stand up on a river bank

With arms spread open wide.

So take a chance on freedom,

Let the wind blow through your hair,

This is not a request to you

Go ahead this is a dare.

Freedom

Not just another word….

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

Shadowwalker’s Poems (35)

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Giving 2
In her Eyes 4
Keep Dreaming 1
Until 2
Are You Willing 1
Us 1
Never Ending 1
My Dreams 2
An Endless Vision 1
The Artist Dream 6
One Came Home 6
My Best Friend 2
Maiden 6
Loves Steps 4
Love 1
Lost 1
Longing 2
I Know 4
Grandma's Words 1
Freedom 1
Dare to Dream 2
Could Be Me 4
Candy Kisses 3
Can You #1 3
Bobbie 1
Betrayal 2
Alone 2
Wasted Words 1
A Time to heal 1
A single Rose 4
A Dream 2
ButterFly Kisses 5
The Rose 2
The Raven 6
Secret Lover 8