Morning Freedom Poem by Amy Marie
Morning Freedom
Freedom smiles and stirs the new air
By my window –
Adding her seasoning of a scent.
She begins to store away her moon for now:
But it has left behind
A dim morning light –
Worn by my pink and white blanket
I woke up beneath
To a day of creating and imagining.
Freedom rests by me –
As I dream about the yarn dress I’ll produce
And the crisp notebook pages my pen will glide across.
Soft moments with freedom beside you, smiles, new air, dim light, pink and white, creating, imagining, producing, dreaming, gliding pen........freedom 10
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very fresh- - you have talent, continue honing it