Longings Rising Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Longings Rising



Letting go, soaring into the wind and rain, never shedding a
tear, smiling all the way, glorious feelings of freedom and
nothing barring my way.

Liberty is mine alone, longings rising within, taking all
strife and turmoil, stress falling away from my mind alto-
gether.

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