Morning Freedom

Freedom smiles and stirs the new air
By my window –
Adding her seasoning of a scent.
She begins to store away her moon for now:

But it has left behind
A dim morning light –
Worn by my pink and white blanket
I woke up beneath

To a day of creating and imagining.
Freedom rests by me –
As I dream about the yarn dress I’ll produce
And the crisp notebook pages my pen will glide across.

by Amy Marie

Comments (2)

very fresh- - you have talent, continue honing it
Soft moments with freedom beside you, smiles, new air, dim light, pink and white, creating, imagining, producing, dreaming, gliding pen........freedom 10