Danielle CarbonWilson


Freedom

Sitting alone, under the star-filled sky,
I wish I could join them, up so high.
So free and dazzling, these heavenly hosts,
But that won't happen, I think with a sigh.

My small broken heart once so young and free
Innocent no more, sends out a soft plea,
To the God among those bright, twinkling stars:
"Please, I need you to guide and protect me."

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