And so I accepted…

That it’s OK to sometimes sleep late;
pick up a little bit of extra weight;
dream curiously disturbing things;
and frequently eat like kings.

That I’m quite clever but not insanely smart;
have my own idea of what’s (and what’s not) art;
can get pretty stressed out sometimes;
and really (still) like to make rhymes.

That exercise won’t always be fun;
and not everyone can wear a bun;
hard work is a rewarding mistress;
while negativity can make one listless.

That fear can cripple or drive you;
you can’t put a price on love that’s true;
what you see can often be misleading;
and one should never stop reading.