Okay, I've made a decision. I like this poetry idea.
Thanks for starting it, Sara.
Songbird, this was beautiful. Again, like Sara, you took inarticulate grunts from my soul and turned them into something beautiful.
And I read this *just* as I was talking to a friend about how many of my failings come down to two: fear and pride. Sometimes, yes, freedom is that scary. From the outside, it's easy to say, hey, get out of that cage!
But when you're in it...it can be comfortable. Safe. Because who knows what will happen when you find that key and try to fly?
Thank you so much for sharing.
Bethy