Ode to Freedom
For one want of a life filled with
glee,
I sing of one location, one place,
that you will find me.
Fear drives me to wonder, in the
case
of florid folk yonder.
Dreary, drab drones dreaming,
for they fancy a fair fowl’s flight,
a plight many nights I ponder,
wishing to send hearts gleaming
on-wards to the red, blue, and
white.
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