freedom


i love the freedom
of my advancing years.

i speak my mind,
and
love without walls

i was young once,
what a lot of trouble that was.

wisdom grows from pain.
freedom is a gift
that you give to yourself
after the wounds of youth have healed.

(c) 2020 BGeiger

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bgeiger

old lefty, wife, mom, grandma, dog-mom, opinionated ex-battered-wife

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