Freedom is…
…alone in the house
singing at the top of my lungs to God, the dog, the universe, and anything else
that won’t judge me.
…sparklers, red,
white, and blue, and apple pie.
…bought with lives of men
and women who sacrifice and bleed for it, believing that it makes a difference
because it does.
...twirling in the
buttercups with my head to the sun and a song in my heart.
…laying it all down at
the altar with gushing tears and sore knees.
…the careless laughter
of my children ringing in my ears that makes my heart swell and fills me with
joy inexplicable.
…knowing the spell is
broken and my heart is free to love the one who loves me back…my one and only.
…ring around the
roses, red rover red rover, and tag you’re it.
…knowing I’m covered
by the greatest sacrifice ever made.
…windows down,
sunshine beaming, wind-tangled hair, radio blaring, and diamonds on the water.
…love…unashamed,
untamed, untimely, uninhibited, and unbridled love.
Happy Friday everyone!!
Loved your take on this prompt. Especially the first one about being alone and singing aloud. When I read that I was like, "Ya I hear ya."
ReplyDeleteA lot of great images in this piece!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jamie. <3
DeleteBeautiful job.
ReplyDeleteyes, all of these and more. Your list made me smile.
ReplyDeleteThis is almost poetic. A lovely list of what freedom means to you.
ReplyDeleteNice take. I love the images you selected to show what freedom is.
ReplyDeletevivid and lovely. Well done!
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