i fill myself with tranquil thoughts
like a sponge i absorb
the happiness in others
while squeezing out their discontent.
i have my days that dip down low
drag on the bottom of all that has been;
my clothes get stained,
scratches on my skin,
but before long
i can stand again.
for i choose to be happy,
to follow the sun,
while seeing the shadows
and still moving on.
7.25.17
