With apologies to Joyce Kilmer, Dr. Seuss and Ogden Nash…
I think that I shall never view
A you as perfectly you than you
You’re almost perfect which seems more than fine
Any more than that and you’d be viewed as Divine
You’re angry and snarky, you’re happy and joyful
You’re goofy and troubled and giggly and soulful
Your days run the gamut from perfect to lousy
Some days you’re awake; others you’re drowsy
There are moments you’re sure that you must be insane
And if so, then my friend we are one and the same
The point of this post – very short, mildly witty
is that some days are diamonds while others are shitty
And no matter which day yours is fated to be
There’s something to gain which your eyes may not see
The knowledge that moments pass quicker each year
And it’s better to hold them all nearer than near
You’re you-ness conspires to handle your load
Whether feeling quite princely or more like a toad
And regardless you really could not be more grand
And for this, I for one give you one rousing hand!