SOULS

Sometimes, I look into everyone that I pass by .... I look into their eyes and I see their soul. Their soul because they are alive... like me... There are many souls and so different... when I'm at the hospital I see the souls of people like the doctors and their expensive shoes and their expensive paintings .... but inside their eyes I still see soul... just like everyone else... and like at Burger King, there are people... mostly with struggles (I think) maybe not... maybe struggles are what we make them to ourselves.. but I look into their eyes and they have souls just the same... and the soul of a child is the most pure... standing proud, in a purple dress... wearing a diamond tiara on her head, clentching her birthday balloons... and in her eyes... her soul is content.... the smell of people here are "clean" like soap, and downy, and lotion... the smell of people that I've met along in my life.... - but in their eyes... it's where a lifetime is contained... I suppose this is why in a child's eyes there is more peace... because the life span contained hasn't been a long one - and for the most part - oblivious to the negativeity around them.... what is most amazing is that we each have the power to change, to give, or to take away from other's eyes... young or old... and do we make them shine brighter by bringing them laughter or a good memory? or do we dull the light that is there ... causing tears and pain and anger and confusion...? May God place good people in our paths... in the paths of our children... to make our souls glad.....