Freedom - Poem by lady grace
as the shadow of twilight touch the dawn
and the crickets creep and move in the ground
the tweets of the birds color my day
it’s Sunday… a bright day… holiday...
as I smell the fragrance of spreading scents
flowering mangoes are about to end
fruits start to appear from green to yellow
oh whatta beautiful day…my heart glows...
I tried to look and move around
i saw a helpless bird trap in the leaves
i hear its voice feeling the pain
i attempt to reach and let it fly again...
as I sit alone I think and I realize
when you have freedom in life
if you live in memories
then only recollections you can find
you can’t move on
and the fact is you will always left behind....
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