I Became Free.
There was once, for a short while,
months ago,
When rainbows showed daily, and sun
began raining
Down showers of stardust-like
blossoms of snow,
That I, walking on air, learned
laughter again
Because I felt loved, life
was lighthearted.
Then I became free.
Everyone started to wear
a broad smile.
I began to hug trees, the sea parted
for me,
and grass grew into
soft springy piles of temptation
to roll on,
As I became free.
For the time I felt loved,
the world changed into sugar-caned
fairyland,
the moon shone green,
poems rhymed.
Without trying, my life stretched
woke up and shook,
And I became free.
For me feeling loved had brought
heaven to earth.
Now, although he has gone the
memory's alive
and I often
run back for all I am worth
to feel
once again the thrill of revival
When I became free.
In your poetry all the love shades shine Around love the real freedom entwines. hi Fay, it is nice to be here with old friends.
Beautiful, Fay, Love that freedom feeling, so light like the next wind will blow you along.... and ready to take the ride!!!
A truly beautiful poem, Fay. A better commentary on love, I have never heard.
A beautiful write Fay with very colourful images that express the happiness and freedom that love brings with it...
A lovely piece, Fay. There is a special freedom that being loved brings to the soul and you have captured it so well here.
You have it nailed ,in a nut-shell...Love is for sure the answer to all ills. Along with some poetic skills. Which you have in abundance our dear Fay.
Beautiful and lovely feeling it produces to read this poem!
what a wonderful git it is indeed to feel the thrill the euphoria of being loved... it can endure to nurture still another day and time