Callie Oister

I'm not my smile, my body, my hair
I'm not my face
I'm the power behind a fire, the air in a tire, the intention of inspiration
I'm a child
A child who wants to skip down the street
Hug everyone I meet
Yell and scream at the least
Chase geese
Dress crazy, color daily
Buy a sweet treat
Lose time under a tree
Talk with a close friend personally about fantasies
Blaze new trails
Scrape knees and draw blood
Over look heights and dont mind mud.
Simplicity. Joy.
Simplicity. Joy.
Strengthens heartfelt memories
Let's get back to you and me
Where we were able to make life a sweet melodic Symphony.