Freedom In Five Senses

Freedom tastes like fresh air, 
that very first sigh
when the work clock finally strikes five;

Freedom smells like new money,
when you can leave the house 
spend it, come back and throw a  party; 

Freedom looks like an open road, 
as you smile and say 
‘I’ve got all the time in the world 
 and absolutely nowhere to go.’

Freedom sounds like someone with no fear, 
all wired up on passion 
as they stand and bravely say 
the truth that  no one wants to hear;

Freedom feels like a shooting star 
unlimited energy you can go so far; 
freedom is only being limited
by who you think you are.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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February 23, 2020 at 5:09 PM
Freedom is when you reach a point in your life when you say, write or feel anything without worrying about what anybody else thinks. Good one Melani...
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