Art of the poem draws the freedom I love
Believing who ride on the wings of a dove
Captured in words as free as a kite
Delicately expressed to the winds take flight
Eternal in thought as I reach high above
Floating to freedom on the wing of love.
Gently I rise in the breeze of the sky
Hoping this day will bring honour on high
Individual works from goodness abound
Justice to those who stand on the ground
Kindness be shown as simple as pie
Like the bursts in the air on the fourth of July.
Master the one in the depth of your soul
Now is the time speaks volume of whole
Opportunity knocks, let open your heart
Prepare yourself for a brand new start
Quiet the tempest whose love he has stole
Rights are yours to pursue, that’s the goal.
Stay wide awake to the sacred call
Timeless in nature, there’s love for us all
Understand freedom is an internal affair
Visibly in need of worthy repair
Welcome the light that breaks down the wall
Xtra love will pour in as the dark night will fall.
You’ve heard the story from the art of a poem
Zealously embrace wherever you roam.

– Dottie, Internet