Sir Hiss

I want to be free
Like the bird that soars
through the sky on its wings.
Like water trickling down
the mountainside into the river.
Like snow falling slowly
on a beaten path.
I want to be free
From the pain anger and
stress life gives us.
To love and to be loved
I want to be free.
Like the bird that soars
through the sky on its wings
Into the sunset over a sea
Just to be free.

“Hiss”

You are free from your blindness. We love you and miss you immensely. But we know you are in a better place and one day
we will meet again.

Jenna and Sande