Free At Last

Freedom is a scarce commodity
Running into open arms
Every time you close your eyes
Every time I say I love you.

Anytime you need someone
There is always a place for you in my heart.

Lonely? You will never be alone
And you never were
Stay strong, little one
This is freedom….at last

This poem is about: 
My family


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