Attention, the friends I love.
Freedom comes from above.
It is not free.
It comes with gifts and sacrifice.
It is not wrapped in ribbon.
It is a flame we keep alive together.
It does not whisper—it calls,
Through the voices of the brave,
Through the hands that build,
Through the hearts that refuse to bow.
Freedom is the right to stand tall,
To speak your truth without chains,
To walk any road without fear,
And to dream without permission.
So let this be heard in every street,
In every home, in every heart:
We are the keepers of this light.
We will guard it.
We will grow it.
We will never let it fade.
This is not just an announcement—
It is a promise.
Copyright on January 3, 2026
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Darla M Seely
I am 58 years old. I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks. I write poems about Jesus, love, friendship, how to improve, forgiveness, my cat, holidays. I enjoy making afghans for friends, family, taking photos
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What a beautiful poem, Darla. I love it!