Being Me, Being Free Poem by Nancy Winter Miranda
Being Me, Being Free
Walking off into the sunset,
my thoughts and me...
warming to the idea,
of who I am, you see?
Truly your queen,
truly your love...
content within this feeling,
I am so in love.
Waiting to discover,
this new inner me...
starting to develop it,
and truly be free.
Confirmed in the fact,
that this is meant to be...
asserting my strengths,
and just being me.
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