Free!

I knew it not
But my hand was tied behind my back
Cruelly.

Then someone came
And with a little tug and push untied it
Truly!

Now I'm running
Again outrunning the wind and sunshine
Sighing.

Here I go!
Watch me shred the grass beneath my wings!
Flying!

The world is behind
The sun is set before me in radiance
Shining.

I'm soaring wild!
And soon on golden apples I shall be
Dining!

by Sophia White

Comments (1)

golden apples? ? -landrey