Poem2024-07-25T09:32:52+00:00

Freedom at a Price

By: Avery Robertson

There were things I never told you,
Dreams kept hidden deep
within this fragile and hopeful heart;
secrets I would keep.

I always promised,
I meant to share;
in those early days of freedom,
when love was in the air;

But somehow the months passed us by,
anger kept the words apart
from the love so freely given
inside a trusting heart.

I look at you,
I know you not,
from that man,
so warm, so hot.

A heavy sigh,
a mind grown cold,
the days pass by;
we've all grown old.

The time has come
for me to leave
and seek some other
dreams to believe...

I walk this path...
in search of me...
Not knowing what it holds...
I only know...
... that I am Free!