~*~ By Michelle M. Guppy ~*~

Freedom is my son at the track
as he runs and he spins,
Racing beside us laughing and giggling,
not caring if he wins.

It is stopping and staring at something
that has caught his eye,
It is not being embarrassed at others
staring as they pass by.

Freedom is David
as he merrily trots down the hall,
Unbridled and carefree like a pony
released from a stall.

It is not being hindered
by what has happened to you,
It is always moving forward
while enjoying the view.

Freedom is Hannah blowing kisses
to Jesus her King,
And all the joy-children
with hands lifted as they sing.

It is not being worried
about what anyone will say,
It is the honesty and simplicity
of living only for today.

Freedom is Jenny collecting
the things she enjoys,
Being grown doesn’t stop her
from playing with childlike toys.

It is the innocence and purity
of not fitting in some mold,
It is not being prejudiced by the color
of the hand that you hold.

Freedom is Clayton
and the legacy he will leave,
In showing that with courage and determination,
you can overcome.

It is the hearts he has changed
as part of God’s perfect plan,
It is how his precious life is
changing attitudes all across the land.

Michelle M. Guppy ©

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