Free Spirit

Their free spirit

Runs faster than

Any light travels

A camera flash

And they’re gone

Leaving you with

Only a fuzzy

Picture of their

Smile and a

Poorly detailed memory

They live life

As high as

The moon hangs

And as free

As birds fly

I wouldn’t change

What we have

The beauty of

Loving them is

Knowing it’s finite

SWD 06/2019

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