People are more than what they do
The car they drive, the kind of shoe
People are more than what you see
The soul inside that yearns to be
Free as a child, running wildly through the grasses
Tumbling madly into the waters
Knowing that they can do it all again and again and again
With no agenda, no worries, no difficulties
Look deeper, if you can, into their eyes and find that child
And give it freedom to come out awhile.
c2016 Lisa Lyons