Free

She descends from higher than the clouds
Floating gently as falling autumn leaves taking their final bow as winter edges in upon them.
She spins
Gliding gently
As the wind offers to guide her to her chosen destination.
Her laugh is childlike, and way too loud at times, I remember wishing she'd tone it down a bit as if others cared or even worse were looking, but at this moment I am so very glad I kept my big mouth shut and just let her be.  It must have been so hard to let him go despite the heartache, despite the lies, he was all she ever knew.  But seeing her this very day I knew she made the right choice as her eyes glowed with a warmth from inside that I'd never seen before.  For today, the chains were broken and she was radiant, glorious, and floating on air, she was perfect, she was finally free.