My Freedom

My Freedom

I drift in the wind, singing my song, and hoping to find my Freedom
I sit on my porch, holding my head, and praying to find my Freedom
I run down the path, raising my hands, yelling, “I’ll find my Freedom”
I read to my kids, rubbing their heads, thinking, 'I’ll find my Freedom’
I lay in my bed, watching the shadows, telling them, “I’ll find my Freedom”
I take my shower, relaxing my shoulders, and smile, “I’ll find my Freedom”
I kneel on my knees, saying my prayers, asking God, “When will I find my Freedom”
I wake the next morning, feeling free as the birds, and hear a small whisper “I have given you, your Freedom”