A Cherished Freedom
A freedom so profound and subtle
I miss each and every day
When my hair flew haphazardly
Every which way
Caressed ticklish by the air
Balmy be it winter or summer
And it made my day
Every day
Sublime, I say
A cherished memory for life
When my face lit up
And my heart raced
With exhiliration and triumph
Over that bicycle
Blue in color
Laughing to the sky
With no due care
Utterly unique
And rare
That I was a child then
And now, a woman
