Poetic Justice: Day of Freedom and Indepence
Tomorrow, Independence Day, I will be telling my 3 teenage sons about what happened when I was 15. The time has come. I love my boys and I know they love me. I have to come clean because I can't carry the secret any more.
Wish me well, I hope I don't cop out! Let freedom ring!!
POW
Wish me well, I hope I don't cop out! Let freedom ring!!
POW
