Full of Something

There are a great many things
that people are full of.

Some are obvious, sadly.
Some are not so blatant.
Some are full of envy.
Some are full of greed.
Some are full of spite.
Some are full of anger.
Some are full of themselves.
Some are full of hate.
I do not understand those folks.

I choose to associate with folks who are
full of joy;
full of compassion;
full of hugs;
full of laughter;
full of generosity;
full of honesty;
full of love.

I will be pleasant with those other folks,
and I will be the best example I can
of what they should be:

fractured and flawed
but full of thanks!