Freedom is a rectangle

The lines joined through an even angle

Lush green fills

This rectangle; like sloped hills

Hills with grass

That will forever last

The running of feet is sounding

To any place, the feet are bounding

A wolf roams

Through the field; to its cavern homes

A store with glowing lights

Is set in our sights

Cereal boxes, toys, and games

Are free, says the claims

Items can be purchased

At anyone's expense; free service

Bought by the wealthy

Independence is healthy

My back relaxes against the leather

Of the car seat; enveloped by warm weather

The tires squeal; squeal through the street, the driveway

"I'm free to do whatever I want!" I say

Freedom's sister is Independencel her parents Willingness and Creativity

Her child? Self-responsibility