Freedom, by *~*~Carrie~*~* Subscribe to rss feed for *~*~Carrie~*~*

Freedom, a simple word that means so much.
A wonderful gift in god's loving touch.
From the majestic abess of the crystal blue sea,
To the graceful eagle that flies silently.
From the foot hills of the appalachians,
To the beaches in the west,
Freedom lies deep within every man's chest.
Every where you look in this land we call home,
Freedom is where every traveler has roamed.
Just a lesson in life or another struggle in time? 
Why does freedom complex so many lives?
Posted: 2007-08-24 22:50:31 UTC

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