Free
You’re my friend…
not my pet laying at my feet.
I won’t tie you up,
or fence you in,
or put you in a cage.
That’s not what our relationship should be.
You’re a bird in flight soaring high toward the setting Sun.
I look up to see your strong wings
push you to new heights.
You are free…
…to soar beside me.
…to soar beyond me.
…to soar without me.
…to see the world through your eyes.
But most of all, you are free…
…to return to our nest.
…to take refuge from the world.
…and lay beside me.
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