I adore those who see life for all of its possibilities.
The ones who see beyond the labels that have us boxed in.
Those who can smile through their pain and hug their worst enemy. (which is usually themselves)
The ones who wear lucid brushstrokes across their souls like the warriors they are for staying through their own thick and thin.
The ones who help the fallen up, and cheer on those succeeding.
The ones who shine their light brightly for the ones dwelling in darkness.
Those who look for the lost, remember the forgotten, and love with their whole soul.
These people, are my people.
Text and image source: Whispers For The Soul https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=pfbid02bBbwaAudGzda4RNULnx8MJVvbDpE6PZxvwccUNDwDbZ45fsdQdW9fm4WeNJz8d4il&id=100044393058630&mibextid=Nif5oz
Amen! that was very inspirational. was this supposed to be a poem?