Bare Feet in the Snow
by Thadine N. Quick
Friday, August 24, 2001
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I walk bare feet in snow with my pants rolled up to my knees hoping that all my sins and fears would somehow slip out of me, and roll itself into a big old knot, which somehow forms a snowman in that very same spot.
A spot so big all the children would stop and stare,
not knowing that sins and fears is what put that snowman there.
Sins from a world thatís not blinded by our color, and fears of a society that sells its soul for the price of a dollar.
I walk bare feet in the snow with my pants rolled up to my knees because now I know why the caged bird sings.
He sings because he's happy, he's sings because (inside) he's free...
So the next time I see a bird, not only will I cheer him free, but I'll say a silent prayer for you and for me...
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|Reviewed by Afrika Abney
|I love the imagery in your poem.It is very descriptive and flows very nice.|
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|Reviewed by Shelly Hollar (Reader)
|Totally love this one. Im a single mother and I treasure every minute of the day with my son.|
|Reviewed by Victoria Murray
|Very different--definately your own style--I like that in a poem!|
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