Freedom Is Sweet
Running through the wilderness
Brushing past the trees and leaves
I know at this moment
That I am finally living my dreams
I cry tears of happiness
Because this is the freedom I have missed
I climb a tree as high as the sky
When I reach the top I feel like I can fly
I climb back down and begin to run
Loving freedom it is so much fun
I reach a river and fall on my knees
This is my bliss, freedom is sweet...
Copyright © Robert Sebastian | Year Posted 2010
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