To feel

The kiss of the midday sun

Watching the cherubs as they run

Along the sandy stretch…oh what fun

The freedom to be


Laughing as you gaze his way

Feel the way he makes your heart sway

Search his eyes and know it’s okay

The freedom to be


Reading all the letters old

Standing tall and being bold

Knowing just when to fold

The freedom to be


Kneeling down to say a prayer

When things just do not seem to be fair

Casting over all your care

The freedom to be


Loved by all and one and me

To live a life of bitter free

To strive toward the distant I see

The freedom to be…









The Blog Tag (TBT) is a fantastic community for bloggers…by bloggers.  The writing prompt for this post is “What Freedom Means to You”