The Depth of an Iris

by Brianna G. Harte

A soul shines through

from each face from the masses

with words to say

and a life to live.

Look into their eyes,

with vivacious irises

and stark pupils of depth in the spirit,

and try telling me

you don’t see a person.

One worth helping.

One worth welcoming.

When you see lights gleam

in their very eyes,

they are neither manikins

to be forgotten,

nor are they dolls

that can be played around with.

A life is to be shared with open arms,

to be loved like a brother,

to be cared for like a friend.

Copyright © 2015 Brianna G. Harte. All rights reserved.

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