Freedom to Explore

Poem by Bob Bussey

Freedom has only a few good expressions. 
Words as you want to use them. 
Music you want to hear. 
Paintings you want to see. 
The sky, clouds, flowers, and greenery are your paintings. 
The wind in your ears, the music. 
The chatter of your wheels, the words. 
The road, path, or trail — your freedom.