writing
You can lock a body
Count days,
Name me by a number
But a mind that dreams,
Can’t be caged
I want to be free as a bird in the sky.
I want to become a published author
and pass on a book of advice to my daughter.
I want to be loved and give love
I shall not cry
or be ashamed
of my past
of my failures
of my hurt
nor of my
pain.
I breathe in I breathe out,
I smile.
I breathe in I breathe out,
I smile.
I breathe in I breathe out,
I smile.
Art is…
The heart’s expression
Of the impressions
That life leaves upon us.