Freedom

Freedom is a childhood,

Running through a muddy field,

With your best friend,

Mud spashing on the back of your calves

As you gasp for breath

and laugh… and go on

to do it again.

Reviews

[Tom]

Indeed, not a better epitomizes, depicts freedom than children at play, happy, carefree, yes if only our world and every country therein would take a lead from the children, wars and conflict would quickly dissipate, now and forever!!

Inspiring

[jacob erin-cilberto]

that was our childhood. Always outside, playing by the creek...laughing, carefree, actually being children.
They have to grow up way too fast these days...It's a twisted World.
this is such a good poem.
j.

[Amanda Reynolds]

thank you, my 79 year old mother asked me to write it... she said one of her favorite things is when I verbally told her about this memory