These next few poems are from my friend who as you know passed away.

they are five in total and are super good and sad and happy. I just had to share them and pass on her memory.

Merry Christmas

Poem start:

A free bird tears.

on the back of the wind

and floats downstream

till the current ends

and dips his wings

in the orange sun rays

and dares to claim the sky

But a bird that stalks

down his narrow cage

Can seldom see through

His bars of rage

His wings are clipped and

His feet are tied

So, he opens his throat to sing

The caged bird sings

With a fearful trill

Of things unknown

But longed for still

And his tune is heard

On the distant hill

For the caged bird

sings of freedom

-Madison DeCamp