bid adieu
Jun 2, 2021
I search for freedom to find in this day. Accepting what’s ahead and making way. I may have woken up with a heavy heart. But this morning that’s how I choose to start.
I wander over to the field full of cotton. I’m still — so I may think of the forgotten. And as I plant my feet in a solid spot. I remember for all which they fought.
Today this is one thing I will not take for granted. I’ll grab ahold of freedom which by seed was planted. Because I have the ability to pick as I please. I bid adieu to my worries for my soul it is at ease.
