Labels

Saw a label. It wasn't me. Tried it on. It didn't fit.

Saw another label and it wasn't me. Tried it on and it didn't fit.

Labels none of them were me.

Where did I fit in? 

A rose made of gold

maybe a daisy, maybe a toad

Singing of freedom wearing flip flops instead of high heels

Moving to the wind

spinning around

Smiling and laughing while others mock

Never caring

Too busy being me

Who am I?

A child of the wind. No, a child of God Laughing at the moon and speaking to the sea
Peace be still

Working on salvation with fear and trembling. 

Learning by love,
walking by faith 

Standing on the word

Speaking truths seasoned with charity

A freedom child

Having but one God.

No need for adornments

Humble and bold

Dancing to the music in my heart

Labels don't imprison me

I am who I am
You can't hurt me

I am free

Labels don't fit me

I am free

I am me, and Jesus is with me

By: Bernice Bowling