I'm learning to learn all over again.
With constant reminders to carry a pen.
For inspiration goes as swift as they come.
So with a pen I remember- I will flee from this slum.
To do what I love and love what I do.
I'm learning that this is all I want to pursue.
Perfection is boring so I won't waste my time.
But I will waste it on these moments combined.
For moments are more precious than any possession.
For they will add up to the sweetest affection.
It's hard to know where the road will end up.
But sometimes it's harder to just giddyup.
It's never too late to try something new.
Just to do anything will make you the few.
Stand out a little, don't try to blend in.
And do it with heart, for they'll make you give in.
For nobody cares as much as you think.
Just carry on, life moves in a blink.
Don't listen to cynics, they don't know what to do.
Do what you love and love what's in you.
So let's giddyup and get up and get moving.
Hard work will work hard so get up and get moving!
-Your Clown
Friday, November 30, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
For You
I am lucky and I am blessed.
I am allowed at times to call myself best.
I am not too short or not too tall.
I am just about right for anything at all.
I am able to love and able to give.
I am open to be loved and open to live.
I am stupid at times but brighter at most.
I am stupid enough to know when to boast.
I am somewhat inspired yet often I am not.
I am giving each moment all that I've got.
I am growing and I know I'll continue to grow.
I am doing my best to make it a show.
I am not exercising my demons, I wasn't born gifted.
I am doing this for you and for you I stay lifted.
I am a friend to most people and an enemy to few.
I am prone to thinking that everyone's my crew.
I am working toward excellence and not for perfection.
I am dreaming a dream for my dream since conception.
I am a martyr to shame and it may not make sense.
I am what parents might call incredibly dense.
I am your colleague, your co-worker, your friend and your clown.
I am, and always will be, your frown upside-down.
-Your Clown
I am allowed at times to call myself best.
I am not too short or not too tall.
I am just about right for anything at all.
I am able to love and able to give.
I am open to be loved and open to live.
I am stupid at times but brighter at most.
I am stupid enough to know when to boast.
I am somewhat inspired yet often I am not.
I am giving each moment all that I've got.
I am growing and I know I'll continue to grow.
I am doing my best to make it a show.
I am not exercising my demons, I wasn't born gifted.
I am doing this for you and for you I stay lifted.
I am a friend to most people and an enemy to few.
I am prone to thinking that everyone's my crew.
I am working toward excellence and not for perfection.
I am dreaming a dream for my dream since conception.
I am a martyr to shame and it may not make sense.
I am what parents might call incredibly dense.
I am your colleague, your co-worker, your friend and your clown.
I am, and always will be, your frown upside-down.
-Your Clown
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