Giddyup

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