You Are Free

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This old gal…

Laughing at the way she says…huh…not realizing she does it so often…relates it to the Ho Hum yawn those daughters of hers laughed about not too long ago…

I don’t hear you do that…says her lunch partner…but you do yawn…rather loudly…and yes…yes she does…sort of a big boisterous sing songy kind of thing…

And that’s…when the story began…over his beef tacos…and her bean burrito…the reason behind…the loud yawn…

In another life…The Yawn…this yawn…brought anger…dirty looks…cruel words…it was too loud…startling…irritating…

And so The Yawn…had to have conscious thought…be controlled…quieted…had to walk on egg shells…in regards…to The Yawn…

But today…The Yawn…is free…to be full of life…because this old gal is now free…to yawn any way she wants to yawn…

But it’s a fine line…spider web thin…all those years of conditioning…lose this safety zone…yawning me fears…she could be silenced…quite easily…

But she vows…to never let that happen…ever again…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…