She

She

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Genre: Poetry

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Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

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All of us crave freedom, few achieve it. Still, we can all try!
BTW, this poem was also published in Booksie under my other pen name, Lizziedarling.

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All of us crave freedom, few achieve it. Still, we can all try!
BTW, this poem was also published in Booksie under my other pen name, Lizziedarling.

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Submitted: February 18, 2019

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Submitted: February 18, 2019

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And the king said 
she ought to live in the tower,
And the Queen said 
she ought to live in the gardens.
And country folks said
she ought to marry and have babies.
And King and Queen said
they ought to kill some old dog
all because he could hunt no more.
So she called the old dog,
got food and water for both,
some little money and clothes
and they left together before dawn.
No one saw them leave, 
the morning star refused to shine,
the sun rose later that day,
the clouds gathered in the sky,
all to hide them from preening eyes.
No one looks for them now,
he protects her from evil,
she protects him from men.
They roam the countries together,
free at last from slavery,
they are here and there,
foe to no one, friends to each other,
they come and go, never to return
to gilded prisons where life dies slowly.
They one day, lost in time ahead
will become one with the soil,
in the meantime they are free.
Only the sky protects them,
only the stars cry for them,
but the sun always rejoices,
and the moon guards their sleep.
Nature welcomes her own,
if only they come as children to her.
 
 February 18th, 2019.
 


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