**the Day I Will Be Free Poem by Sarah Sisson

**the Day I Will Be Free

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I am up in th morning... alone.... and
I feel so strange. These have been
days of change. Lights and movement
so fond, yet far. Only once the severity
of the cry... was possible. I try I almost
always to give what my heart knows it the
best. This love for life, this angel of my own,
is in my heart, giving breath to my body and
an archway into a world divine. Hope and love
is a shining interface with the beauty of day and
the picture of night. Just once and only once will
I see the way to go towards a life of giving love and
humility. I cry about these things and love, love, love always.

..... this is the day I will be... the day I will be free

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Indira Babbellapati 24 December 2008

how we all wish for that kind of freedom!

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Linda Moore 26 December 2008

Wonderful, keep saying it and it happens.......10 Peace and Love Linda

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C. P. Sharma 28 December 2008

Beautiful! ! ! ! ! ! Sarah, Life is love consciouness. Dive deep, deeper and the deepest into it and there lies the bliss. CP

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Vinod Kumar 01 January 2009

Thank you for an experienced pen art, Actually Darkness is better than 1000volts Light, and Terrible Sounds, cooly blooish lagoon and a piece of breeze may more enjoyable for a real love moments, Good.

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Dr Antony Theodore 13 April 2019

I try I almost always to give what my heart knows it the best. This love for life, this angel of my own, is in my heart, giving breath to my body.. love, love. love always. very fine poem with so many lovely thoughts and words and imaginations. thank u dear poetess. tony

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Kelvin Karani 28 June 2012

Beautiful, to say the least.

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Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 28 January 2009

lovely poem on the beauty within..expressed truely well

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Rinzu Susan Rajan 04 January 2009

lovely...heavenly...felt really beautiful when i read the poem.... : D

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Andrew Blakemore 01 January 2009

A beautifully written poem Sarah, it builds and climbs to a wonderful crescendo. Best wishes, Andrew

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