Life As It Is.

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Oh, and this is kind of like my 2011 reflections? I know, its a poem, BUT I LOVE POEMS!:) 

LIFE: 

The stars shine high above, 

And I feel just really superb. 

Don't ask me to explain; I don't know, 

I'm just going with the flow. 

The future seems so bright ahead, 

Unencumbered, hopeful, precious unsaid. 

I'm just supremely happy now, 

Be it country music, new best friends, or magical places that I found. 

I sat by the water one day and thought, 

About the things that I gained; the things that I sought. 

Then I felt the glistening droplets of the water, 

The tiny precious treasures that made me sober. 

No matter how hard things become, 

There are still praises unsung. 

There is still magic to be caught, 

And life will never be bored. 

A princess will never be satisfied with her diamonds,

And the prince will always appreciate his silence. 

The knight will always be unaware and blessed, 

And the court jester will continue to jest. 

Love will still continue to happen at whim, 

And arrows from cupid's bow will fly to him. 

Bipolarism will continue to create chaos, 

And off tune voices will continue to have sing-offs. 

I will continue to be clumsy me, 

With the crazy antics and dumb pleas. 

I will remain that high-love happy solemn, 

Doctor that simply can't solve her own problems. 

I will continue my belief in all things magical, 

Big, small, fairies and wonderful miracles. 

The year might end, change, or morph into heaven, 

But harry potter books will always be seven. 

Gossip will always run through my veins, 

As with split personality antics that make me insane. 

So will my fetish for fairytales grow, 

As with my chili seeds that I sowed. 

I hope my garden becomes more magical and a dream, 

Banish two faces and make one constantly green. 

So we can spot jealousy and remove it, 

Take away anger and do only good deeds. 

Continue your love for piano and photos,

Write in the dark and avoid ant holes.

Be who you are and what you wish, 

Run your marathons, and smile when you finish. 

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