let me be free
like the wind
or the swing moving
ground becomes a blur
reaching skyward
trees sway in time
and I float
into nothing
let me be
free
~
leigh-anne fraser
let me be free
like the wind
or the swing moving
ground becomes a blur
reaching skyward
trees sway in time
and I float
into nothing
let me be
free
~
leigh-anne fraser
writer, poet, photographer, artist, illustrator, knitter,friend and fine pancake flipper View more posts
