My Independence

My Freedom,
My Independence.
The start of my new life,
going back home.

Leaving the one person I have feared for years, 
away from the yelling, the outbursts and the abuse.
I see the prison doors open 
I now can breath
I slowly open my eyes,
thru the haze and fog
everything starts to clear up.

I look up and see
the most magnificent 
beautiful tree of knowledge
standing in front of me is an angel, 
looking into his eyes, 
I feel all my fears and doubts wash away
as his wings engulf my body,
I relax and fall into him as he holds me,
he kisses my forehead and tells me
that everything will be ok, 
I look into his eyes and whisper DAD.

I am finally at home.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Fenn Avatar
March 18, 2022 at 5:23 PM
How wonderfully you depict fathers as a refuge. It’s a beautiful poem.
Hudson Avatar
March 19, 2022 at 10:21 PM
One of the best things I ever did was the courage to walk away. This was very personal and had to be written and my father was my savior. He taught me everything and this was a way for me to thank him even though he already passed. He was with me during my journey as I hope every little girl experiences when it comes to their daddy. Thank you for your very kind words.
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May 25, 2013 at 4:39 PM
I like this poem. I hope you enter this poem in the HOME contest, sponsored by a very nice and sweet poet name LEONORA. I love the poem. SKAT
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