Freedom to Breathe

Lavish balls,

Sweeping silk

Of dresses long

Corsets tight

In another time.

Your voice was loud

But nobody listened.

Your mind was brilliant

But it could not shine.

Now you stand

In a different ballroom

Under the oak trees and stars

In jeans and a sweater

Hair down your back

Freedom to breathe

And live

As you wish

With love

And respect

And thoughts

That are your own.


For great-great-great gradmamam Lola on International Women’s Day.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

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