Free To Roam
Free to roam
like the wind with no definite form,
for all shapes, it can assume
like a fume;
Free to roam
like a kite that soars highest amidst a storm;
Like water that pierces through on its way,
until it finds a place to stay;
Free to roam
until it finds its true home;
Until it finds its final resting place,
where its soul can be at peace;
For, like a free wheeling soul,
we all strive to seek our goal.
Like water, we're free to flow.
Like wind, we're free to blow.
January 28, 2023
Pick-A-Title, Vol 34 - Poetry Contest (3rd place)
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2023
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