“You’re a different soul, aren’t you?”....
I wouldn’t say different,
I’ve got two arms, two legs, a face, two feet and two hands just like everyone else.
At least that’s what I used to think.
I’ve realized that everyone is different in their own way.
I don’t just have a face,
I have a face that holds a smile and dimples that show when I see the people I love,
I don’t just have another pair of eyes,
I have my hazel eyes that sparkle in the sun, or when I see food, either one,
I don’t just have two arms,
I have the arms that I use to hold the ball in the sport I dearly love,
I don’t just have hands,
I have the hands that holds the heart of the love of my life.
I don’t just have legs,
I have long legs that I use to chase my dreams
I don’t have just have feet,