Free
Free
Like a butterfly
forcefully beating its wings.
Wanting to fly
yet caught in one place...
How I wish to be free,
to soar in the sky.
Perfect blue
nothing tying me down...
Forgo my attachments.
People and creatures,
depending on me and my love.
Never - it can not be done...
So I remain in the jar,
lid slightly cracked open,
a promise of freedom above
biding my time to be free at last...
Copyright © Marianne Duffy | Year Posted 2017
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