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  • mrellington313
  • Apr 29, 2022
  • 1 min read

When I was 17

I finally felt freedom

No longer bound

By pain or shame

Instead walking in light

In love


But then I turned 20

And I found a different freedom

I was free to be a woman

Deeply loved by God

Never viewed as less than


What if

Freedom is something

That grows as we grow

Slowly expanding

To meet our changing needs


Because then I was 23

And I found freedom

All over again

Doing what was best for me

Saying yes to new dreams

Acknowledging deep passions


Now I’m 28

With an unexpected encounter

Freedom found once more

Stepping more into

Who I am meant to be


Loving her dearly

In part because of

Every ounce of freedom

Gained along the way


So maybe freedom comes in waves

Because I know it better now

Than when I first discovered it

 
 
 

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