Freedom
1 min readOct 4, 2018
Freed up like butterflies
Before the ache of dawn
I feel the burning desire
To quelch the pain
Then and only then
Do I realize
It’s in the pain that I know I am free
With that, I fly
By Lisa Tomey all rights reserved
Publisher, Poet, Artist, Writer, Nature Enthusiast, Foodie, who is growing older gracefully, or not.