Freedom

As we are in the season to celebrate freedom, July 2002.
I ponder this idea within my mind and heart.

I Am free to grieve.

Grieve the loss of a most precious son.
Grieve for the lives lost on that April day.
Grieve for faith and innocence taken.

Although I do not feel free
My broken heart wrenched daily with an unspeakable knowledge.
I know within this land that I was thrown,
through no choice that I would have made
I have choice.

Today I choose to live with the pain and within the pain.

I Am free to grieve.

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July 7, 2002
Copyright 2002 Elene Bratton