Choose Happy

By now, most of you know

that I will stand up and fight

most anything that comes my way.

I might cower at first,

I may even cry,

but go ahead ... 

underestimate me ...

that'll be fun.

And even though my cup is full,

it sometimes feels

like I'm drinking from a cheese grater.

And I may seem to be a light,

but my candle has burned so much from both ends,

it's occasionally just a pile of wax.

And to some I may seem awfully strong,

but there are definitely days

when I just want to curl up with my pooch

and remember what unconditional love is.

My point is this:

Positivity may sometimes be fleeting;

Hope can intermittently feel lost;

Stress can occasionally be overwhelming;

but ...

you've always got a choice in your response.

You can choose unity.

You can choose kindness.

You can choose support.

You can choose faith.

You can choose love.

You can choose happy.