Free Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Free
Watching the squirrels and birds
at play, with winter on it's way. With
so much to be done, that they just
had to stop and have some fun. On
this warm sunny, breezy day. It is fun
to me, to watch them bounce around
so gay. Up and down their trees
chittering away, with such spirit and glee.
Free.
Every creature is born free and lives free, but for mam. He lives a prisoner to his dogmas, life's enigmas..
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8/29/2026 12:03:32 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Fantastic write.... thanks a lot...