I Run To One and From the Other

I like, I love, I adore, I am. We all want her to be our friend. I can, I will, I enjoy, I play. I race to her side each day. Her name is optimism, joy, positivity. I do not know about you, but I cannot get enough of her. She feeds me, uplifts me, nurtures me, loves me, and makes my heart glad. She reflects opportunity, and possibility thinking. I hate, I despise, I deplore, I won’t. Give them a chance, I suggest. "I can't! I hate them all!" Every single one of them? YES! Have you ever met one? I don’t HAVE to! I stay away from him, for he is scaring me. He has already frightened his wives and his children. I was going to give him a chance. But he is grouchy, grumpy, mean, unforgiving and he holds grudges. He is rage, sadness, despair, despondency and hatred.