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Archive for March 2nd, 2007

Freedom

Posted on: 2 March 2007

A little voice unheard
Timid as a tiny bird
The only sound
Her heart pounding in her breast
Silenced, suppressed
Imprisoned in her gilded cage
No chance to fly away
Her thoughts unspoken, mute
Tongue guarded
As guarded as she
In submissive captivity
Until the day the walls tumbled
Hesitantly stumbled
Her first words mumbled
For freedom beckoned
Those first steps alone
In a world unknown
And then the second
In wonderment and awe
She saw
She understood
What she was destined for

copyright 2007 ann raven


the loves of my life

at the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet ~~~ plato

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... to everyone whose pictures and videos I have borrowed; if anyone would like theirs to be removed, please tell me and I shall be happy to do so

all words here are mine ~ I’ll tell you when they’re not!

from long ago

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