They have the the Cincinnati Reds,
and Bengals, too.
They have food for my soul,
eyes and heart.
Knowing a family was my start.
I started seeing God through
the eyes of a child grown.
We had history knowing and being
known.
How does the trail of freedom
lead us to the distance?
A path once underground,
is knowing stately dreams,
raising up leaders, including me.
I don't believe that "rising tides...
floats boats." However, their heart
bouyed me afloat.
Let me be all I can be.
Freedom is ringing true.
I think I am okay, hidden away,
but the stage is on the foregound for me and for you.
Blessings to all those who want to be free.
I love you, children of my past and present,
those yet to be.
Love sets the tone of our freedom,
once tasted, to become your own.
Try to be grown, in your time,
this world will be your throne.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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