the open space 164

The 3 years old Izzy
She runs in the free space
The eyes know she is free
Of people she doesn't see

In the open space
She feels she owns the space
The mother calls her many times
She is deaf to her pleadings

The anxious grandmother worries
She runs along disappears in a corner
Now there are more frantic calls
Izzy finally stops knowing she breaks the rules

The mother and her grandmother catch up
She seems happy to make them worry
What can a 3 years old understand......
It is fun to run in the open space