like a bird that flies
through the light blue skies
i feel free
like the sun that shines
and gold tucked away in mines
i feel free to be me
like sand on the beach
a soft blanket to the land
i feel free to be me because i can
like the moon at night
the worlds flashlight
i feel free to be me because i can, a beautiful sight
like a cool breeze
through the expanded leaves
of the wonderous oak trees
i feel free to be me because i can, a beautiful sight, touching all that have been blessed in my presence.

“shye”