Freedom
You were holding me so tight,
I could’nt breath
But in a crowded room I did’nt want to be
I struggled and wrestled against you
As I pleaded please release me let me go
Finally you dashed out into the foyer
Whoosh! Yippee!
I am a naughty little air bubble that just got free
Copyright © Venetia Crasta | Year Posted 2023
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