I, a Dreamer

Giving some thought as to why write this poem I did stall for a while then laid hesitation aside To gaze this mirror; see what others may see Could be therapy in an introspective way A badge of loyalty is worn upon this chest Bearing a heart of gold by way of an open mind A little impatience fuels my hands on approach Always the optimist, as this sustains my balance They say pretty eyes match the beautiful smile I wear Which radiates genuinely; and is never forced I speak with a slight accent which I'm told is cool Blessed with a gift; I get along with most everyone Yet, being as sweet as honey doesn't lessen my sting Outgoing, I reach out to perfect strangers with a hand And when there's nothing to say, I don't enjoy small talk I believe there're no short cuts in life I remain a dreamer and still, will forever choose this stance To see all people as one with no distinction Just different shadings, hues and multiple flavors Friends enrich my life, whatever our unique circumstance Blessings and burdens abound and everyone has his share ~*~ For: Kristen Bruni's "Love Me, Why?" Contest